A menacing-looking man sat on the office sofa, holding a file folder in his hand, leaning back on the sofa to rest, exuding an aura of unapproachability.

Duan Peng looked up. Even when he was resting, he was on high alert. Wasn't he tired? There were no outsiders around.

Today marks the day that Situ Ming officially joined the senior management of the Wens Group.

However, for him, there wasn't much change; it was just a change from general manager of a subsidiary to general manager of the head office.

Wang Biao lived up to his nickname "Sad Biao." The moment he stepped into the company, the receptionist trembled, not daring to ask any questions, and just watched him enter the elevator.

No one stopped them along the way.

Situ Ming's arrival at the company brought with him a tense atmosphere.

The receptionist didn't even straighten her back; she respectfully pressed the elevator button and then stepped aside.

At a certain moment, Wang Biao suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a fierce glint, and stood up.

This startled Duan Peng. "Sang Biao, can you please control your facial expressions?"

The next second, the assistant pushed open the office door, and Situ Ming walked in.

"Ninth Young Master!"

Wang Biao is forty years old this year, but he's only been with Wen Zhengtian for the time he was seven or eight years old.

In his mind, the kindness of raising children is greater than heaven. Even after he became the chief instructor of the entire military region, at this age, he resolutely chose to retire and stay by Wen Zhengtian's side.

Wen Zhengtian has no son. In fact, he had previously divided the company into two parts, one for Duan Peng and one for Wang Biao.

But neither of them wanted the other; they only wanted to care for the commander in his old age and see him to his death.

At first, the two of them planned to bring the eldest daughter back to inherit the family fortune, but then they both got into trouble. Fortunately, the Ninth Young Master came back!