It must be said, Ma Wencheng was a very capable man.
But with his daughter in someone else's hands, he had no choice but to obey Liu Xingyu like a dog.
What was Liu Xingyu?
A useless rich second generation, that was all.
Without him, could Liu Xingyu have received such trust and been so valued by the Family Clan as he was now?
Soon, within the luxurious residence of Bacheng's Liu Xingyu.
Dressed in fitting traditional attire, Ma Wencheng sat on the Taishi Chair, resembling a Taiji Master.
His eyes emitted an aura of authority and indifference.
A single glance was enough to make someone shiver.
It had to be acknowledged, following Liu Xingyu also elevated Ma Wencheng's status significantly, at least when facing outsiders, he was very imposing.
Those seated below were from both Jiangbei and Jiangnan, entrepreneurs in the production of automotive components.
There were also those from abroad.
