Dali Group's headquarters, a majestic skyscraper nearing seventy floors, stood as the central office for one of the Zhou Family's main industries—a conglomerate listed among the seven wealthiest. In Donglin City, only the most prominent corporations owned such standalone office towers, their foundations naturally taken for granted. For a large group, maintaining face was critical; hence, the grandeur and opulence of their headquarters were a given.
On the 66th floor of the Dali Building, in the president's office, a middle-aged man around fifty was seated at a luxuriously unmatched desk, reviewing plans for Dali's new product line. The door to the office opened, and a figure walked in. The fact he could enter without any announcement meant there were very few with such access. Zhou Hequan, Dali's chief executive and the man with the most say in the Zhou Family, looked up. Seeing the visitor, his face, unusually, broke into a tender smile, "Zhou Tao, you're here."
