Drag's eldest son's business had gotten on track, and his other children were all doing what they liked.
One had entered the entertainment industry. The Nagaril People were a newly added ethnic group in the Federation's overall environment.
The differences between ethnic groups could not be replaced even by makeup.
Just as people now needed actors to play great nobles or medieval characters, they would first choose Gefra immigrants.
Those people had a natural air about them.
If some directors wanted to make simple films with few people, simple settings, and little concern for costumes, they would definitely choose the natives.
They were not only cheap, but also tax-exempt.
Whenever they needed barbarians, the Nagaril People naturally became the first choice. Even after putting on the clothes of civilization, they still seemed to carry a savage air!
Others were studying hard, and several of his daughters had gotten married.
Asier had taken a liking to one of them before, but she had now become someone else's wife.
Sometimes, missing one chance meant missing it forever.
Drag and Lin Qi chatted about some of the changes in their lives recently. It was clear that although Drag was rich, he was unhappy.
People were always like this. Only the rich had the leisure to consider spiritual pursuits! Lunchtime was very short. Including eating and resting, it lasted forty minutes.
Forty minutes later, the meeting continued. After several important topics had been discussed, the meeting seemed about to end. Lin Qi glanced at Patu, who did not seem anxious and showed no intention of speaking.
At a meeting like this, if you had an opinion, you could stand up and voice it.
Moreover, the higher your position, the more seriously everyone would take you.
If Patu spoke, it would certainly attract attention, but