On a private jet.
Mu Yazhe, who was sitting on the sofa comfortably, casually stirred his coffee. His orbs were dull and profound.
Yun Tianyou's arrogant words reverberated in his ears.
He had indeed spent the past few days investigating the identity of Lezhi Holdings' CEO.
Of course, never did he once imagine that the person who had parachuted to the top position of that toy manufacturing company a year ago was actually his son.
A year ago?
How old was the boy then?
Six years old?
Who would be convinced that a six-year-old could head the board of directors?
It was no wonder that Lezhi higher-ups had not seen their mysterious CEO even till today.
No one would be able to bear the thought of their CEO being a mere seven-year-old.
What was the relationship between Yun Tianyou and Hurricane Group?
