Saler was sent away, and the servers had cleaned and disinfected the bloody smell from the floor.
The Eight. Mining Group simply didn't have the issue of block chains being altered; however, it's highly likely that the encounter with Saler wasn't about catching such a foolish man.
No one dared to guess the thoughts of the hidden boss, knowing only that the matter had ended lightly, taking just 40 minutes of the boss's time.
The yacht wasn't about luxurious feasts.
It was sailing alone towards the middle of the sea.
With the corporate affairs concluded and the meeting adjourned, the financial magnates in attendance all departed.
It was now dusk.
Xu Jingxi remained seated on the sofa, hand propping his head, watching the sharks swim, immersed in solitude.
In the center of the sea, one could still see Mount Rainier in Seattle, the sunset over Sunshine Gold Mountain, shimmering in gold.
