52 Crocodile Pattern Trademark (1/2)

It was quarter to four in the afternoon when Wang Yuvin arrived at the Golden Scale Enterprise.

As soon as he entered its premises, nothing usual happened.He was able to get through the elevator without arousing other people's attention.

When he stepped inside the elevator, three female employees went in as well.

Because of their close proximity, Wang Yuvin was able to smell the strong acrid scent of cigarette coming from the employees. It seemed like they just finished their cigarette break.

The moment the elevator ascended, they started talking about the incident earlier.

”Geez! Whoever that person was, he should have not helped that vixen get away from the attacker. Such a meddlesome person.” Said the middle-aged employee wearing a thick layer of make-up.

”I know, right! That person spoiled the fun! I was really hoping to see that wretch cry and beg for her life! It could have been a great meme, hahaha.” Said the employee with a pointy chin and thick glasses.

”Hell yeah, I totally agree with you! Her horrified face could have been a great meme.” Said the tall employee as she joined the other two in laughing their heads off like they were the only ones inside the lift and Wang Yuvin was non-existent.

As the elevator halted in the 10th floor, the employees held off their laughter and stepped outside like nothing happened.

He sighed deeply as he felt pity for the girl they spoke ill of. She could have lost her life if he didn't help her. Yet, these people treated the matter as a joke and even bashed him for saving her.

What's wrong with them? How come they looked at a hostage taking situation like it was some kind of entertainment? When did watching a person in danger became a form of amusement?

Wang Yuvin gave out a bitter laugh, like he was a fine one to talk. His hands were not clean either. He did awful things in the past that he can never justify. He was an assassin, right? Taking lives was one of his expertise and even though his targets were all notorious criminals, they still have families who deeply mourned at their death. However, he can't just let them loose, for many families had already suffered because of them.

'Ding!'

Finally, the elevator had reached its destination and Wang Yuvin had stopped thinking about the matters of the past. He then started walking toward the chairman's office. He was preparing himself to knock when the door of the office suddenly open.

”Good afternoon, Sir. What business do you have with the chairman?” The secretary said as he gently closed the door behind him.

”Good afternoon. I'm from Oriental Europa.” Wang Yuvin said casually.

”Oh, you're Mr. Wang Yuvin. Go ahead, sir. Chairman Kiang is inside.” The secretary said as he opened the door and gestured for Wang Yuvin to come in.

”Thank you.”

Chairman Kiang's office was huge and it occupied the corner part of the building. Its floor to ceiling windows, which were curtained in lined silk drapes, offered a breathtakingview of the city skyline. Its office walls were painted with oval room blue that perfectly matched the large scale portrait of a beautiful young maiden with a bewitching smile.

He paused for a while and scanned the portrait. Why does she look familiar?

”Do you like what you see?” asked by a low voice.

Wang Yuvin immediately took his eyes off the portrait and turned his gaze to the source of the voice.