The Real Wrold 2

On the other side, the elevator ascended directly to the top floor. The bodyguards led the way, and the sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor.

A group of older men, who had been waiting in a private room for quite some time, stood up as they caught sight of the man approaching, their faces lighting up with eager anticipation.

"Mr. Mo has arrived! Welcome, welcome!"

Mo Chen smiled slightly, a hint of warmth on his lips, though his eyes remained distant. He nodded at them and said, "Sir, please take a seat. There's no need for formalities."

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Wen Nannan had reserved a window-side private room on the sixth floor. As plates of Japanese cuisine were brought to the table one after another, the two of them began to indulge in the meal with gusto.

After a hearty feast, they slumped back into their seats, ready to discuss the matters at hand.

"Alright, sweetheart, what's so urgent that you called me here?"