Feng Yuansheng was seated in the grand living room of the hotel, surrounded by elegant furnishings and decor that exuded a sense of luxury and sophistication. The room resembled an opulent apartment, with plush carpets, ornate artwork, and comfortable furniture that beckoned guests to sit and relax.
Feng Yuansheng was focused intently on his work, his brow furrowed as he read through various documents and reports. Li Ming, his capable secretary, stood nearby, updating him on the details of the upcoming meeting at noon.
The room was suddenly interrupted by the arrival of a small figure, hobbling awkwardly on one foot. Yun Cheng had just woken up from a nap and was rubbing his eyes sleepily.
Upon seeing the young boy, Li Ming rushed over to assist him and helped him over to the couch. "Good morning, Young Master Yun," he greeted.
Yun Cheng hopped forward, wincing in pain. "Good morning Uncle Ming, Good morning Third Uncle."
