Xia Lei had always been vigilant towards Sylvia.

Inside the room, Sylvia was typing out something which looked like a document on her laptop.

Xia Lei looked closer and saw the content Sylvia was typing. It was not a document — it was an email.

“Mr Mark Armin, I have settled down in Thunder Horse Military Factory. Mr Xia did not try to make things difficult for me and Mr Philip. The atmosphere was quite pleasant when we talked. I will start my work tomorrow, and I hope to gain from it. I have not yet seen the Thunder Horse Military Factory’s Hellhound One-soldier Cannon but I hope to see it tomorrow. You told me to send you an email everyday to report to you about my work situation. This is the first...