"Sir, you don't have an appointment and can’t enter. Really, you can’t go in," at this moment, the secretary outside Chu Zhaonan’s office suddenly blocked him.,Wang Zheng lightly played with his sunglasses, then threw them onto Chu Zhaonan's desk and said, "Tyrannosaurus’ high-end custom-made sunglasses are indeed very good.","I'm sure you understand what I'm trying to say. From your expression, I've already figured everything out. You should have a pair of the same sunglasses."。