Lord of Fan Nuo Fortress was sitting in the penthouse hall of a skyscraper. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Come in," Lord of Fan Nuo Fortress said.
Hua!
The door opened automatically, and a man with four hoofs, two hands, and numerous antennae on his face walked in.
"Boss, these are the financial statements for this year," the man said and handed in the documents respectfully.
Characters of other races lined the documents. Lord of Fan Nuo Fortress took the documents and skimmed through them. It was a corporation he had established when disguising himself as an ordinary life form on this planet. Though it may have sounded ridiculous for a mighty, top-tier universe overlord to do such a thing, he enjoyed being close to most ordinary beings of the universe. Sometimes, he might gain new inspiration in laws when feeling the competition among the ordinary.
"Leave me first," ordered Lord of Fan Nuo Fortress. "I'll hold a meeting later."
"Yes, sir."
