The executives of the Qinghe Faction sat in the conference room, looking at each other in dismay. They had long suspected that their big boss must have an extraordinary background; after all, a youngster driving a multimillion-dollar luxury car and starting a business with millions was not something just anyone could afford.
Some of the executives had also been to Ren He's Courtyard House in Liu Hai Alley to report on work, and that kind of understated luxury amidst the bustling city made everyone envious for a while.
To them, Ren He's identity had always been a mystery. Even now, they did not know that Ren He was still a high school student. Initially, to not let his youth become a disadvantage, he had never disclosed it, and there was no need to do so now. Those who needed to know would find out sooner or later, and there was no necessity for him to say it deliberately.
