It Was A Strategic Move

In the beautiful mornings of the Netherlands weather, the sky was clear and the gentle wind accompanied the warm sunshine of the early dawn which shone on the earth, bringing vitality and vigor to the new day.

The morning light enveloped the body of Franklin who was standing in front of the French window in deep thought. A breeze blew, and the soft hair on his forehead fluttered, drawing an elegant arc in the air. His dark eyes looking towards the sky were like crystal obsidian, as silent as the night.

Then, the sound of footsteps broke the silence, and a clear female voice rang out. "Boss, I just got news from the media that the preliminary exploration and exploitation of the oil wells in the Asta Oilfield in Lora Bay has yielded results."