Fei Island.
Company headquarters.
One heavily guarded car after another pulled smoothly up to the curb.
Ruan Lie cautiously received the people getting out.
These elderly men in Zhongshan suits looked kindly, but only Ruan Lie, who stood closest to them, could feel the pressure they exuded.
He had never encountered such an overpowering presence.
It was the presence of men who had spent years in high office.
The presence of men who held the power of life and death.
The presence of men who swept all before them.
They were unquestionably powerful men in high places.
One of Ruan Lie's underlings asked quietly, "Boss, these people are..."
"Shut up."
Ruan Lie hurriedly signaled his subordinate to keep quiet.
He had seen Fang Mu, Shu Dong, and the Old Man's personal guard come downstairs to receive them themselves.
"Minister Yang, Minister Bai, Minister Ding, Minister Tian, Minister Fang."
The guard stood ramrod straight and saluted each of them.
"Heh, they say the older you get, the more childish you become. Old Guan throws one tantrum, and us old geezers have to suffer for it."
One of the elderly men, who looked very refined and had meticulously combed white hair, straightened his jacket and joked, "Please lead the way."
"Minister Bai, the Old Man is asleep."
The guard scratched his head awkwardly. "Whatever it is, please leave it until tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? By tomorrow, Old Guan will have blown a fucking hole in the sky."
Another elderly man, burly and headstrong, paid no heed to the Old Man's status and spoke bluntly. "You secretly launched fighter aircraft and transported men from Chun Prefecture. Did you think you could slip that past me?"
"Minister Yang, we weren't trying to hide it from you,"
the guard answered earnestly.
The Old Man disdained doing things