Beside Liu Qianxun, there was a lounge chair, on which lay a captivating figure, sprawled out.
This enchanting beauty, even more gorgeous than her by a margin, was Li Ziyi, the beloved daughter of Li Changsheng, the chairman of Changsheng Group.
Ziyi, elegant and graceful.
Purple clothing, too, was her preference.
She liked to wear purple.
Purple is the color of nobility; fluttering purple garments stand out extraordinarily in this mundane world.
She was a person of intelligence.
Even some people said that her influence on Changsheng Group surpassed everyone's, and her father heeded her advice on every matter.
"In just one day, breaking through Ding Lizhong's impasse... it seems we have to admit, this kid has some real skills," Li Ziyi said.
Liu Qianxun put down the binoculars in her hand and shifted her gaze, contemplative…
