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The Urban Dao Child.

Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.

THE_WORDSMITH · Fantasy
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632 Chs

Campaign Begins.

Hearing Khal Goldberg's words, Yang Dao smiled, "If our reactor is successful. It will produce so much energy that it will be able to power our country for a minimum of two decades. That too without a single power cut and the peak of energy consumption. How do you think Crypto nation will react to this?"

Khal Goldberg stood up from his chair. He saw a door of a new world opening to him as Yang Dao spoke all these words. He was thrilled to imagine if this could be achieved. He spoke, "The day the Crypto nation comes to our door to beg. I will have them wear a red-colored armband. I will have them stand out for the rest of Jewel Nation Citizens. I, Khal Goldberg, promise you, Young Master Feng. I will see through this whole campaign alongside you and President Feng."

This guy has suffered humiliation when he visited the Crypto Nation in the past. There was a cafe that said, "Foreigners are not allowed." and the person he wanted to meet set the meeting place in that cafe only. His secretary later told him that the cafes for foreigners are all costlier and dingier than the normal ones. He hated this nation for its discrimination. The Goldberg family always respected the strong but was benevolent to the weak, he recalled the family motto when Yang Dao preached earlier. 

His momentum made the other big bosses echo the same. They all promised to have an agreement formed by tomorrow evening. Yang Dao promised them and personally sent them down as for Feng Yun, she just warned these big bosses that she will only sign the agreement when they have solved all the grievances with the people they have suppressed. 

After sending them away, Yang Dao rushed back to the cafeteria and asked the serving staff, "Can I have a big bucket of ice cream?"

The man behind the counter was very happy. He asked, "What flavor would you like Young Master?" the cafeteria staff was very happy as the young master would eat the food here with such eagerness. It made them feel accomplished. 

Yang Dao thought for a bit and then said, "One big bucket of every flavor? Yes, every flavor."

The man was surprised and then he quickly prepared 8 buckets. He spoke with an apologetic tone, "Young Master, the company now only serves 8 flavors. Would that be fine? Should I order more from the outside?"

Yang Dao shook his head with a smile and picked up two buckets in his hands. Then he said to the man behind the counter, "Come with me, send these buckets to Siter Yun's cabin."

The man nodded and put down the buckets on a big tray and asked Yang Dao to let him carry the buckets. Yang Dao put down one of the buckets and picked up a wooden spoon from the counter. He ate as he walked. He was happy. He just shot down three birds with a stone. 

First, woke up the humanity inside the big-shots.

Second, conquered them. Made them co-operate with the Phoenix Group, and even ordered them around like a big boss.

Third, the plan to break the Crypto nation's arrogance was also set in motion. 

He ate the ice cream contently and walked with a spring in his step. Feng Yun ordered the staff to leave the cafeteria when they were discussing so the matters were completely confidential. Yang Dao greeted everyone he met on the way to the elevator. After walking out of the elevator he spotted Mary. He asked the man behind him to go ahead as he walked up to Mary. He asked, "Madam, what are you so worried about?"

Mary was startled by the sudden soft voice from her side. When she raised her head, she found Yang Dao eating ice cream with a content smile on his face. She replied, "Young Master, you don't have to call me madam. And I am worried about the agreement we will have to sign with the companies tomorrow and also, the president told me to check on the settlements the companies will issue."

Yang Dao nodded and said, "That is fine. Don't worry too much. The bosses are not fools to let go of such an opportunity. Just keep checking on the settlements they issue. As for now. Please come along with me. I have something for you to do. It is very important." his voice became serious. He waited till Mary stood up from her seat and walked back inside with him.

Feng Yun was looking at the ice cream buckets in front of him with a weird gaze. Yang Dao walked in with Mary and said, "Sister Yun. What are you waiting for? It will melt. Eat eat. Choose your favorite flavor and eat. We are having an Ice cream tasting session on the occasion of beating the big-shots into order."

Feng Yun shook her head and said, "Young Master, you will one have cavities if you eat so much ice cream." her tone was filled with worry. 

Yang Dao squinted his eye and said, "Are you thinking that I eat so much ice cream daily?"

Feng Yun found his face very adorable at this moment and nodded. Yang Dao squinted even more and spoke in a low voice, "I have never been so wronged in my whole life. I only eat ice cream once a year. Though the quantity is very much the same that is a different matter altogether."

Feng Yun could not hold anymore and started laughing at his acts. Yang Dao smiled and said to Mary as well, "You too eat. Come we both cannot finish this. I mean sister Yun cannot. She is afraid of gaining weight." he deliberately lowered his voice for the second half. But how sharp was Feng Yun? She stood up from her chair and walked to Yang Dao. The boy ran around the room as the pretty in red and white chased after him. 

Mary was amused but she focused on eating her ice cream. Feng Yun was not worried about her image in front of Mary as she was her confidante and they would sometimes joke around. Though that was as rare as hailstorms.

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