"Take me to meet a few traders," Ling Chen led Zhou Chao and the others toward the conference room.
"These days, have all the supplies and necessities been prepared?" Zhou Chao asked as they walked, turning to Ling Chen at his side.
"Everything is ready, boss. You can rest assured."
"Good." Zhou Chao nodded slightly.
Pushing open the conference room doors, they saw four men in their thirties chatting.
As Ling Chen entered with his companions, the group immediately recognized the boss's presence. Since Ling Chen had given them a heads-up, their surprise was tempered. Although they were momentarily startled by the sight of the boss, they swiftly composed themselves.
"Alright, everyone, take a seat. Are the confidentiality agreements ready, Ling Chen?" Ling Chen took out nine copies of the confidentiality agreements from his bag and distributed them to the eight people, including himself and Lin Wu.
