That day, beside the usually quiet An Yang Base, a group of workers were hard at work on a major renovation project for the Project Department. As the saying went, when the money was there, working around the clock was no big deal.
As usual, Frederick Perez had taken a car from a rather shabby hotel in the county seat to An Yang Base. The moment he got out, he saw a crowd of people at work.
What puzzled Frederick Perez most was that although they were doing hard labor, every worker wore a smile. They were working with remarkable enthusiasm.
Frederick Perez watched them, while the workers busily looked back at the foreigner with curiosity.
These days, foreigners were a common sight, but someone like Frederick Perez, dressed so flamboyantly and sporting long yellow hair, was truly a rare sight.
If not for the distinctive little mustache men wore, from behind he really would have looked like a woman.
"Hello. May I ask what you're doing?" Frederick Perez asked the workers in somewhat halting Chinese. If he remembered correctly, the intelligence reports said this building had already been abandoned and was awaiting demolition.
But the workers' response caught Frederick Perez completely off guard. As soon as he finished speaking, they all avoided him, quickly moving away.
Frederick Perez spread his hands in confusion.
"Why?" Frederick Perez turned to look at his secretary and asked again, "So, why?" The secretary shook his head and whispered, "Sir, this might involve Candy Technology's commercial secrets." Just then, Su Wenyan drove over in an electric sightseeing car.
"Hey, Frederick Perez."
Hearing her call, Frederick Perez turned to look at Su Wenyan. "Oh, Ms. Su."
Su Wenyan glanced at Frederick Perez, then at the former Project Department building, and couldn't help finding it a