Zhang Maosheng turned his head to look at Chen Wei, he really didn't know who this person was.
After all, someone of Chen Wei's level didn't even have the right to speak to him, let alone be acquainted.
With the sudden gazes of more than ten people on them, Chen Wei and the others felt their hair stand on end.
Everyone became tense, their faces looking quite awful.
"Where are you from?"
Zhang Maosheng asked coldly.
"I! I'm from the project management office."
Chen Wei started stammering, his heart sinking to the bottom of the valley. Damn, he really had offended someone he couldn't afford to.
"The project management office is a unit under the housing and urban development, right? Director Zhang, did you let him come?"
Zhang Maosheng looked at a refined man wearing glasses and asked.
His face was grim; coming to smash the War God's pot, this was asking for death.
