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The conference table inside the room was surrounded by over a dozen gentlemen in suits and leather shoes.
Upon seeing Xu Jingxi enter, the seated tycoons all stood up and nodded their heads in unison, showing respect for his arrival.
Huang Zhengwei vacated the main seat for Xu Jingxi, "We were waiting for you to start the discussion."
Sitting beside them were representatives from all parties concerned with the current negotiation.
They were also middle-aged men, varying in age from forty to just over fifty.
The aura of wealthy capitalists and nobility was clear at a glance.
Not until Xu Jingxi took the main seat did he firmly establish his presence over the leaders of various industries present.
Even though he was the youngest, even though he was only 28 this year, even though his demeanor was indifferent, the sense of oppression was innate to him, as was his status from birth.
Undeniably, the phrase "covers the sky with one hand" suited him well.
