Chapter 82

This place was originally his design room, and many wonderful products were published in the newspaper, all of which he had worked hard to make here, but now it had become so empty, since when was there nothing left in this place?

He remembered half a year ago when he came to this place, he was extremely disgusted with the products displayed there, so he ordered everyone to throw everything away, leaving nothing behind, in the end, he kept this place as his private space and did not let anyone in.

Atlas pushed the wheelchair to the table, on it was still his laptop, covered in a layer of dust, because he did not want to care about the things outside so he did not touch it anymore, but at this moment he wanted to open it.

Atlas slowly opened his laptop, after a year, the screen still had no change, only more than 99 messages were sent to the inbox, he clicked on i