The conference room.
The team was deeply divided.
Lu Chengwen stood outside smoking, gazing at the scenery of Xishu through the window.
The scenery of Xishu was vastly different from that of the Northern Kingdom. What struck Lu Chengwen most deeply was—the plants.
The plants of Xishu—the trees, flowers, grass, and vines—were all beautiful.
The plants of the Northern Kingdom gave people a sense of resilience, grandeur, boldness, and upright strength.
They were like silent warriors, standing firm amid freezing winds and blizzards, silently enduring everything and guarding this land. Whether in bitter cold or driving snow, torrential rain or howling gales, they held their ground without a word.
Without complaint, forever straight and strong.
The plants of the south, meanwhile, were graceful and gentle, curling and varied.
They were like young maidens in bloom—some demure, some dazzling, some alluring, some soft. They truly competed in beauty, each distinct from the next, flourishing in vibrant, colorful abundance.
At that moment, Liu Ruyan walked over. "CEO Lu, long time no see."
Lu Chengwen smiled. "You finally made it."
Zhao Gang pulled the luggage along. "The timing was just right. I waited at the airport for less than ten minutes before Miss Ruyan came out."
Liu Ruyan said, "This is the old ancestor's private fund. I hope you'll put it to good use. Also, I heard about the Jiang Family. Xishu is Tang Sect territory. You need to be careful."
"I know."
Lu Chengwen said, "There's no time for you to rest. You need to come inside and join the meeting right away."
"Oh, okay."
When they returned to the conference room, everyone was still arguing fiercely.
In truth, almost none of Lu Chengwen's people had voiced an opinion.
Hua Xuening and Zhuge Xiaohua knew nothing about business and were only there