In late August, a gentle breeze swept through Xucheng, adding a touch of coolness to the evening.
At the entrance of the Sky Garden Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in the city center, Chen Yansen offered a faint smile to the middle-aged man who had come forward to greet him, then took another two steps forward.
"Mr. Ma, are you here for the Orange Mobile Phone product launch?"
Chen Yansen stopped and asked Ma Wenteng.
"What do you think, President Chen?"
Ma Wenteng smiled, shaking Chen Yansen's right hand as he replied with a noncommittal question of his own.
"It's not important, is it?" Chen Yansen said with a shrug.
"We've only met two or three times, yet Penguin has already invested five or six hundred million US dollars in you. If I didn't make a trip to Xucheng, I'd have to pay you a visit in Luzhou."
Ma Wenteng teased, a smile in his eyes.
Liu Zhiping stood to the side, followed by an entourage of four people who looked like bodyguards and assistants.
