November 2011, Shanghai, China, Shanghai, Shanghai,
In the departure lounge, the place that should have been lively was abnormally lifeless. It was as if everything was asleep. A group of burly men walked silently in every corner. The inspectors were so silent that it seemed a little depressing.
"I say, Old Li, who are the people who came today? He had already waited for six hours. Could it be that he wasn't coming? "At this point, we haven't even seen a ghost," a burly man who looked very upright asked."I haven't even had a meal, and I'm still here to suffer."”
When the middle-aged man called Old Li heard this, he turned around and whispered into the burly man's ear,""I'll tell you what you should know. Don't ask what you shouldn't know. Even if you know what you shouldn't know, you have to pretend not to know.”After saying that, he returned with a gloomy face, completely ignoring the whispers of the burly man behind him.
ten minutes later
The calm and distant female voice reported the flight number and precautions before falling completely silent.
The dozens of burly men instantly became even more nervous, even a little reserved.
The sound of undisguised footsteps could be heard. The burly man raised his head slightly and met a pair of pitch-black eyes. There was a smile on his face, but it did not reach his eyes. The gentle temperament on his body immediately made the burly man forget his indifferent eyes.
Feng Siming, the second son of the Glorious Sun Group, was 18 years old. When he was 11 years old, he went to the United States to study. During this period, he used an iron fist to subdue the largest gang in the United States, the Black Tortoise. His handsome face and gentle personality made him the perfect lover in the hearts of many girls. However, very few people knew that this guy often pretended to be a pig to eat tigers. His evil index was seven stars.
"Uncle Mo, didn't I tell you not to look for so many people? We're already in Shanghai. It'll be fine."
"Young Master's skills are extraordinary, so he naturally can't hurt you. But if there really are some ungrateful people, why would Young Master dirty his own hands?”Uncle Mo smiled.
The young man touched the tip of his nose and didn't say anything.
Uncle Mo was the old butler of the Glorious Sun. There were some things that couldn't be solved on the surface, but Uncle Mo would solve them personally. He was one of the few experts that the Glorious Sun knew. Loyalty index: 7 stars.
The young man and the old man walked out of the departure hall and went straight to the car that had been parked long ago. He drove straight to the suburbs.
outskirts
Glorious Sun Headquarters
"That little bastard is finally willing to come back!”The spirited old man stood in front of the wide French window and said, as if he was talking to himself and the people behind him.
"Yes, they're heading towards the headquarters.”the middle-aged man behind him said.
The old man nodded and waved his hand. The middle-aged man silently bowed and left.
Feng Haocang, the current president of Glorious Sunlight, was known as the Nine-tailed Fox. His company was involved in the real estate industry, entertainment industry, literature world, and countless other fields that played an important role. The insiders of Glorious Sunlight called him the old master.
When the car finally stopped at the entrance of the headquarters, the middle-aged man beside the old man came up to him expressionlessly.
It was the young man and the old man at the airport who got out of the car.
The middle-aged man bowed slightly.
"En, how is the old master?" Uncle Mo nodded slightly.
"Old Master, everything is fine. The preparations for the banquet have been completed. We are just waiting for Second Young Master and Uncle Mo to arrive.”
"Uncle Mo." The young man narrowed his eyes slightly. The words "Glorious Sun" on the building were a little dazzling."Let's go in, in case Grandpa waits for us."”
" Let's go." Uncle Mo nodded and turned to let the young man go first.
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