Privileged
During the board meeting with directors from other sections of the company. The President of Hongsheng Holdings sat at the round table, facing a group of twenty men all in corporate black. Hong Yongrui, a man in his mid sixties looked almost a decade younger than his actual age, he had a passable look and was borderline portly in appearance. He sat at the head of the table, while the rest of them sat opposite each other from across the table. From the tables to the chairs, there was no questioning the quality, everything in the room was lavishly furnished, the heavy black door had the look of extravagance. The discussion was about acquisition of new technology that will make the company more competitive with other home and foreign companies in the same business with Hongsheng Holdings. They had been on it for close to two hours with no possible end in sight.