Marseille, on the fifty-eighth floor of Begonia International headquarters, several men clad in suits and leather shoes waited anxiously outside the elevator.
With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened, and all heads simultaneously lifted to look.
In the resplendently golden elevator, a man sat in a wheelchair, exuding elegance that made everything around him merely a backdrop. The men quickly lowered their heads and shouted in unison, "Third Young Master."
Leng Youchen's cool gaze swept over each of them, and then he haughtily nodded. The Butler pushed the wheelchair out, and the men promptly cleared a path, waiting until the wheelchair had passed before hurrying to follow.
In the grand CEO office, Leng Youchen sat behind the desk, while Rong Ling led the rest in front of the desk, looking at him excitedly, "Third Young Master, how has your health been lately?"
