At the beginning of July, the Yangtze Club's annual board meeting would be held in Yudu, the mountain city within the country.
There was a reason this year's venue had been chosen as Yudu. As the economic, financial, and innovation center of the upper Yangtze region, it aligned perfectly with the Yangtze Club's founding vision.
As a newly appointed board member, Zhang Yang had naturally received an invitation as well.
Inside a private estate in Salito Province, the surrounding scenery was breathtaking, with no sign at all that this place was located in Africa.
"It's time to go back and take a look."
Standing on the terrace, Zhang Yang admired the view as he muttered to himself.
As one of the country's most influential chambers of commerce, the Yangtze Club gathered countless industry giants. Its reach extended across domestic real estate, finance, manufacturing, the internet, energy, and more. Its importance went without saying. As a newly appointed board member, it was time for him to make an appearance.
As for the situation within Gangge?
At least in the short term, nothing major should happen.
Ever since the upheaval in Paimon Province, when Apu, the king of soldiers under Zhang Yang's command, had successfully risen to become the province's ruler, the leaders of numerous provinces had repeatedly challenged the president, each harboring their own ambitions.
The president's faction could only continue retreating toward the area surrounding the capital, Kinshasa.
Everything seemed to be balanced at a delicate tipping point.
This African nation, with an area of more than two million square kilometers and a population of just over one hundred million, had remained turbulent ever since gaining independence. Even now, it had never truly achieved centralized rule.
For the foreseeable future, this situation... seemed likely to continue.
A thoughtful look flashed