IG Corporation,
First Floor.
The office was eerily quiet. The usual buzz of employees had disappeared—the entire staff had been given a half-day off.
Ding.
The first elevator doors slid open. Heng Yu stepped out first, stretching lazily as he made his way toward the parking lot.
Behind him, Mo Long and Ling Yi walked side by side, deep in conversation.
Ding.
The second elevator opened, revealing Li Yushen, followed closely by Han Li.
Dressed in an evening gown, Han Li was stunning—elegance wrapped in quiet power. With an effortless grace, she stepped forward, her heels clicking softly against the floor.
Li Yushen left to retrieve the car, while Han Li remained in the driveway with Mo Long and Ling Yi. Mo Long lives near Greenberg area, so he will be going with Heng Yu, who's going to drop him home before heading to their apartment building with Ling Yi.
"Lilian, are you really planning to stay there permanently?" Mo Long asked hesitantly.
Han Li nodded. "Yes."
Mo Long hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. "I... I mean..."
"Spit it out," Han Li prompted, arching an eyebrow.
Mo Long took a deep breath. "I want to go back too. My roots are there, and I've been away from my family for too long. But don't worry—I'll make sure the network here stays operational before I leave. The information flow will be just as efficient. Besides... you'll need me more over there."
Han Li gave him a sidelong glance.
Before she could say anything, Ling Yi scoffed. "Just admit you want our boss to model for your brand."
"Miss Ling Yi, no one will think you are mute if you don't speak." Having his thoughts exposed, Mo Long criticized her.
Ling Yi rolled her eyes at him before speaking "As if no one knows your little thoughts."
Ignoring her, he continued "Well, Lilian, you would need a separate identity later, so why not transfer brands headquarter there and you become brand's model? With your face, our brand will explode overnight. and it will become easy to hire personals. more personals means more intel. We will get whatever we need from it" he explained with excitement.
Heng Yu and Mo Long oversee the Group's intelligence division.
Mo Long oversees IG's entertainment sector, managing everything from film and television to modeling and fashion design. However, beyond the glitz and glamour, its influence ran deeper.
Every top-tier actor, model, or designer nurtured under its banner wasn't just a celebrated figure—they were highly trained operatives. These individuals, while dazzling the world with their talent, subtly gather intelligence at elite gatherings, extracting valuable information from the powerful figures who let their guards down amidst luxury and revelry.
It was not that exaggeratingly necessary for Han Li to become a model for him to properly gather intel, but she still needed some work identity in China.
Han Li smiled and replied casually, "I'll think about it later."
Right then, a Roll Royce Phantom stopped in front of them, Mo Long and Ling Yi sat in it. Heng Yu sitting in front rolled down driver seats window, before he waved his hand towards Han Li.
"Goodbye boss" said Heng Yu
"Hmm, have a good evening."
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Su manor,
Banquet hall.
The grand banquet hall was adorned with lilies and lavender, their soft fragrances mingling with the air of wealth and power. Lavish chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a golden glow over the scene. In the center of the hall, an elegant stage stood encircled by round tables draped in silver-gray cloth. Each table bore a nameplate, ensuring the seating was as meticulous as the guest list.
Waiters moved swiftly, offering guests an array of red wine, fruit wine, iced tea, and assorted juices. Tonight's menu was a blend of French and Chinese delicacies—walnut shrimp, an assortment of fine cheeses, coquilles St-Jacques, delicate mousses, and intricately designed cakes.
The guests, dressed in their finest, were scattered in clusters. Ladies in exquisite gowns and diamond jewelry whispered about the latest luxury trends, while gentlemen in finely tailored suits discussed stocks, business ventures, and politics.
At the head table, surrounded by the most prestigious guests, sitting on the main chair was a hearty old man wearing a red tang suit, he looked elevated and solemn. Old man Su has been recuperating lately, thus he hasn't attended any social events in last two years, much less celebrated his birthday. After two years, he was now celebrating his 70th birthday. This wasn't just a birthday; it was a declaration—Su Chiyu was still at the helm.
Seated beside him were his family. To his left sat his son and daughter-in-law, while to his right, his grandchildren. Su Xi and her father, Old Man Su's nephew, were also seated nearby.
From time to time, guests visited the main table to wish old man Su. Sitting on his right, his granddaughter Su Lan was wearing a knee length white embroidered gown. Her skin was pale white and with white colors on her, she looked like a fairy. With her caramel eyes looking down, she was fiddling with her mobile.
"Why is she still not here yet?" Asked old man Su, voice carrying impatience.
"Grandpa, she will be here in few minutes. Just wait a little more" Su Lan placed her phone in clutch with helpless look. Her grandfather was behaving like a child who was waiting for his parents to take him out to play.
"Aish! Our old man loves Lilian more than us," Su Yan teased, resting his chin on his hand. "He wasn't this eager when I visited him last night."
Su Yan was a young man in mid twenties, with natural light caramel eyes and handsome face. Wearing a burgundy suit, he looked like a dream guy of countless girls.
"Humph! what do you know?!!" Snorted old man Su when he heard.
"She should have arrived earlier, she is well aware how much grandfather adores her." Su Xi chimed in with a sweet and gentle smile. Hypocrisy blatantly displayed in her words.
"Oh! and why were you not there when we entered the hall? I thought since you were so filial to grandpa, you would definitely be first to welcome him." Su Lan taunted.
"Sister Lan, I was speaking with the planning manager to ensure everything was in place. I'm sorry if I kept you waiting."
"Who knows if it's another excuse." muttered Su Lan as she rolled her eyes. She is well aware if she argues with her now, everyone will get irritated. Not wanting to ruin joyous occasion, she simply ignored her.
Seeing this Su Xi gritted her teeth and looked at everyone else. everyone was doing their own things, not even bothering to look.