Seven years ago, Bairun Group had risen unexpectedly in Europe. During a bitter downturn in the industry, it had seized one opportunity after another with remarkable foresight, growing from a tiny investment firm to its current position at the very top.
Bairun Group thrived overseas, its reputation gradually spreading across the globe.
Rumor had it that Bairun Group's actual decision-maker was Chinese. Many major players back home had made their own inquiries, but none had found anything.
As time passed, they had even begun to think it might just be a rumor.
If he really was from Z Country, there was no way not a single detail would leak.
And so, gradually, people stopped being curious about the person in charge. Who he was did not matter. What mattered was that Bairun Group had topped the Fortune list for seven consecutive years.
On the Forbes global rankings, Bairun Group had only one name listed: Elvis.
Most surprising of all, only one word followed his name: unknown.
No one felt fortunate about that. All they felt was dread.
The day before Lincheng's 27th Business Summit began, the organizers suddenly received a call from someone claiming to be the assistant to Bairun Group's president.
The message was brief and to the point: Bairun Group would attend the summit to discuss ideas and exchange views with everyone, promoting the industry's development.
The man in charge felt as though a windfall had dropped into his lap. He was so excited that he stammered, "Of course, of course! I'll send your company an invitation right away!"
The caller gave him an email address and prepared to end the call.
"Sorry, may I ask who will be attending...?"
"Elvis, chairman and chief executive officer of Bairun Group."
In the busy hallway, the man in charge stared