Imperial Capital, Wanhai Tower.
As the headquarters of the Wanhai Group, the Wanhai Tower, which stood over 1,500 meters tall, was undoubtedly one of the landmark buildings in the Imperial Capital's core district. Its one-of-a-kind design was exceptionally eye-catching.
The topmost floor of the tower was the office and residence of Wan Yaokun, the man at the helm of the Wanhai Group.
This count, whose wealth ranked among the top hundred on the Empire's rich list, most enjoyed standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, smoking a cigar as he looked down upon the flourishing sights of the Imperial Capital.
The feeling of standing above the clouds and looking down upon all living beings was incomparably wonderful.
Of course, more often than not, there would also be a delicate and alluring little secretary kneeling before him.
Yet Wan Yaokun was in no mood for any of that today. His expression was incomparably gloomy, and a thunderstorm seemed to be brewing between his brows, leaving the dozens of senior executives in the conference room trembling in fear.
"Continue."
Wan Yaokun gazed out the window, his voice icy and utterly indifferent.
One of the senior executives swallowed, then switched the video on the wall display. A photograph instantly appeared.
"Wang Chen, born in Changhai City on Azure Star, later admitted to the First Imperial Higher Military Academy, drafted into military service the following year..."
Wang Chen's detailed profile appeared on the large screen.
The executive continued, "His first trip to Tampas Star was eleven months ago, when he rescued Xu Chengzhi, the direct heir of the Xu family. A month later, he returned to Tampas Star once more..."
"I already know all that!"
Wan Yaokun said impatiently, "What is your analysis of him?"
The executive braced himself and replied, "The military's report lacks