Unbelievable

Inside Little Eagle Hotel's grand ballroom, the members of the delegation from China had gathered in full force.

Everyone greeted one another enthusiastically, discussing how they could organize supplies and start doing business here as quickly as possible.

After two days of inspection, they had gained a fairly clear understanding of the situation here and were quite satisfied.

In particular, their initial concerns had been dispelled. What was left to hesitate over?

Tonight, the owner of New Sun Group—the legendary Duma Deputy Speaker Mikhail—was treating everyone to dinner.

That was an enormous honor!

It also showed that this boss placed considerable importance on Chinese merchants.

Otherwise, he would not have taken time out of his busy schedule to treat them to dinner personally.

"Do you think Speaker Mikhail will just come in, show his face, say a few words, and leave? A big shot like him probably won't sit down and eat with idle people like us," one of the bosses said with a smile to the person beside him.

"Who knows? But even if he just shows his face, that's already giving us plenty of respect. He's incredibly busy. It's not easy for him to come at all. You actually expect to have dinner with him? You're thinking too much," the boss beside him said with a helpless shrug.

That was the normal mindset of ordinary people when facing those at the very top.

It was not that people with high status were inherently noble...

Well, in reality, people with high status really were far more prestigious than ordinary people!

No one could deny that.

Back to the point: when ordinary people faced someone whose status far exceeded their own, they naturally had to look up to them. If the other person gave them so much as a smile,