The driver was a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a strong physique, and he seemed to be a Tibetan, looking mighty and tall. A young girl named Droma occupied the passenger seat. Her round face was flushed, and she was the tour guide.
Since they woke up early, little Oliver was still sleepy and stayed close to his mother, sleeping.
Robert Thomson had rented a minibus. He and David Thomson sat in the middle section, while two women and a child occupied the back row.
They were two hours away from the snow mountain, and since the two brothers sat in the middle, it wasn't easy to talk to each other. Robert handed over recent company reports and financial statements to his brother. David shook his head, "Now, you are the president of Thomson Group."
"I know." Robert said, "But as the chairman, you should understand the operation of the company."
His face was serious, and past experience showed him to be careful and meticulous when dealing with his older brother.