"All information records on Wang Yu in the Demon Eye Girl Demi-Plane have been compiled."
"The Jade Appraisal Association personnel roster and files have been sent."
"I'll deliver the collection of Wang Yu's investment project materials and public footage from the past ten years shortly."
Bai Xinyan kept sending Ronan updated information. It was admittedly rather inefficient, but her attitude was impeccable, as though saying, "Whoever you want me to screw over, I'll screw over," and "Not even my former fiancé is an exception."
By the time the intelligence on Wang Yu had basically been compiled, the Xia City Branch's third-quarter financial meeting was already drawing to a close. Rounding things up, it was practically the Next Year Budget Meeting. The meeting had gone smoothly. The Martial Emperor fully displayed the lavishness of a Big Moneybags, barely putting any restrictions on the projects submitted for approval. Even the few projects that had been requested for consolidation received all the funding they needed.
Everyone attending was quite surprised.
As the meeting was about to end, the Martial Emperor called out Ronan's name. "Mister Luo. Lord Ronan."
This was more or less the Martial Emperor's first time addressing him as "Lord" in public. Ronan hurriedly pulled his gaze away from the information interface and gave an awkward laugh. "I don't deserve that, I really don't."
Ouyang Chen, Old You, He Yueyin, Giant Arm, Zong Ji, and the other presidents and vice presidents all looked over. The newly appointed Secretary-General, Bamboo Pole, even winked at Ronan.
The Martial Emperor paid no mind to what anyone else thought and merely said, "I'm only reminding you, my lord. Those projects related to you, whether Six Ears, Blood Intent Ring Fortress, or the Aerospace Force's Logic Boundary Practice Field, are, plainly put, all localizations of outside