Shanghai
Mu Yuehan called Li Tao in his office and gave him the file, given by Mister Han. "Ask the legal department to process this contract as soon as possible."
Li Tao took the file and left the office.
At sharp five in the evening, Mu Yuehan made a call to his best friend, Zhan Wei, to get an update from him about a business meeting.
For the last four years, or more, Zhan Wei, the best friend of Mu Yuehan was attending many meetings in the place of Mu Yuehan. He was meeting with many important clients, impersonating himself as Mu Yuehan.
"So, how was the meeting?" Mu Yuehan asked. He was twirling around the tabletop.
"Great. Only signing is left, then this deal will be ours." There was pride in this voice.
"Did anyone recognize you? Did anyone recognize that you are not real Mu Yuehan?" Mu Yuehan asked.
