"Where should I begin?" Leng Xiangwen said with a bitter smile. "I did come here with a mission, but..."
"The mission is very serious, so you're embarrassed to bring it up?" Song He laughed. "Why don't we chat first? We can talk business after a while."
"Okay." Leng Xiangwen nodded.
"I heard you've been making quite a bit of progress in Lighthouse Country recently. Got a pretty substantial business going?" Song He asked.
"Private prison business. Nothing compared to yours." Leng Xiangwen smiled bitterly. "Most of the income goes to the consortium. I'm just a puppet of a boss."
"What consortium?" Xiang Xiaotong asked.
"And this lady is... your sister-in-law?" Leng Xiangwen guessed.
"No, she's my secretary." Song He said, "I have many secretaries. It's her turn to be on duty today, so I brought her along."
"I don't know the consortium's official name either. I never truly entered the consortium circle. I'm just an ATM." Leng Xiangwen said, "But I can list some names. I know roughly fifty or sixty people connected to the consortium. Lighthouse Country politicians, financiers, celebrities... there are all kinds."
Xiang Xiaotong immediately took out a pen and paper, placed them on the table, and spun them toward him.
Leng Xiangwen picked up the pen and paper and began writing rapidly.
"Won't it be a problem if you write these down?" Song He asked.
"It will. If they find out, I could lose my life." Leng Xiangwen said lightly, his hand continuing to write without pause. "But this list isn't particularly important intelligence. I have some real intelligence on my phone. It might actually be useful."
A glint flashed in Xiang Xiaotong's eyes. She picked up the tablet in front of her and began tapping away.
"Real intelligence?" Song He asked curiously. "What kind of