In the darkness, a man's cold sneer echoed, "Li Corporation's elevators get maintenance every month and have never had a malfunction. You've only been here a few times, and you've already encountered a malfunction. I don't know if I should say you're lucky or that you've brought bad luck to me."
Yan Luoxi bit her lip, "What do you mean 'I've brought bad luck to you?' Isn't it because you got on the elevator and then caused it to be overloaded?"
"Idiot!" Li Yeqi retorted without any courtesy. He tried moving a bit, and the elevator didn't shake or continue to descend, which meant it was stuck.
He let go of the handrail, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and found no signal. His eyebrows slightly furrowed, he turned on the flashlight on his phone and released Yan Luoxi's hand. He cautiously walked over to the elevator display and said in a deep voice, "Hold tight to the handrail."
