The Atmosphere at Zhang Yang Consulting

Lin Xiaofei meant nothing else by it. She was afraid Zhang Yang would be embarrassed, and if the company made no money, her own interests would suffer. She was a young lady from a wealthy family, after all, yet she had even served tea and poured water. It would be a shame if all that work came to nothing.

"Don't worry. Send Jiao Long and Zhao Mingyu in, and don't forget to close the door on your way out."

Lin Xiaofei pouted, turned, and marched straight out. As for closing the door? Not a chance.

"Jiao Long, Zhao Mingyu, the boss wants you."

Although Lin Xiaofei called Zhang Yang by name to his face, she still called him "the boss" around others, including their coworkers.

"Oh."

Jiao Long and Zhao Mingyu exchanged a look. The clients had just left, so clearly it was time for them to get to work. Whether the cases made money or not, they could at least try. Maybe they would.

"These two. Investigate them thoroughly. No detail is too small, and the sooner, the better!"

Zhang Yang tossed Jiao Long and Zhao Mingyu the information Wang Dong'an and Qiao Xiaofeng had provided.

Neither Jiao Long nor Zhao Mingyu hesitated. This was their job. They took the files and got to work.

Zhang Yang wiped a hand over his face. Showing off was harder than it looked, and trying to prove someone wrong could backfire.

The information he had gathered before had never gone down to the level of ordinary citizens like Wang Dong'an. But he was running a business now. He had to be welcoming and polite to anyone who came through the door. Besides, this really was a major order.

With the two mainstays of Zhang Yang Consulting out on business, only Zhang Yang