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Fanrong Building
With the help of a uniformed chauffeur, an elderly gentleman left the confines of a dark blue specially customized Rolls Royce under the envious and curious eyes of office workers around them.
The man boasted a full head of white hair but didn’t have the commonly frail body to match his age. His eyes were bright with vigor and his robust tall stature that men of his family gained genetically stood firmly on the sidewalk as he looked around at this new environment. The jade dragon head cane in his hand thumped against the concrete when he took a step forward. He relaxed his stern look and walked carefully towards the glass doors.
His long-time friend and steward who was a step behind him stifled a word of rebuke when he saw the ‘harmless’ old man image being acted out. Seeing that this impromptu visit put the old guy in a good mood, he held back a few remarks.
“You said this was one of the buildings he procured?”