C100 Chapter 100

"Still no leads on Tang Ye?" Huang Dachun was in his study, a cigar in one hand and a phone in the other.

"Useless! You've had so much time and found nothing. What good are you to me?"

After a tense silence, Huang Dachun snapped, "You have one last week. If you come up empty-handed again, you'd better figure something out."

With that, he slammed down the phone and gazed toward the door