"I've always loved making friends."
As his business expanded, An Nan Manor was always brightly lit at night.
"Thank you all for your support. It is An Nan's personal honor."
The atmosphere at the venue was exceptionally frenzied. After all, everyone knew that Mr. An Nan never dealt in empty gestures. When he was happy, he would...
"The little gifts have already been arranged for everyone, but today is not merely a gathering. Come, let me introduce these new friends. They will be joining my business. Today truly is a good day."
To Mr. An Nan's right stood several Hairless Monkeys and other races from the Refugee Camp, struggling to force smiles onto their faces.
In a city where one major race accounted for more than ninety-nine percent of the population, there was inevitably some suspicion and unease toward outsiders.
But now, since it was Mr. An Nan introducing these "new friends," everyone gave him face, and scattered applause broke out.
"This is Mr. Dao Zhong, the director of my new Factory. He is a very good man, loyal and kind."
"This is Mr. Da Mu, the chief financial officer of the new Factory."
Mr. An Nan enthusiastically introduced the senior management of his new Factory from the stage, while those being introduced wore extremely stiff smiles.
It was not that they were unhappy about the banquet or the opportunity to become Factory executives.
What troubled them was that someone from the Blood Banquet had become the Factory director, while their mortal enemy had become the head of finance and human resources. Who knew whether the Factory would simply explode the next day.
Yet they did not dare let anything happen to the Factory. This was an opportunity Mr. An Nan had painstakingly secured by persuading the other shareholders and