Staring at the young man's photo on the contract, Wang Shoufu couldn't help but mutter to himself.
'Mr. Fang... judging by this photo, he must be about the same age as my son. I never would have guessed... I never imagined that the mysterious major shareholder who owns ten percent of my Baida Group would be so young. Truly an accomplished young man!'
Just as he was muttering to himself, his phone on the desk suddenly chimed. He tapped the screen open and saw it was a message from the bodyguard he had assigned to his son.
But when he saw the content of the message, he was stunned.
'What's going on? My son isn't this impulsive. Huh? Why does this person look so familiar? This is... Mr. Fang?!'
Mumbling in confusion, he looked at the photo the bodyguard had sent. His eyes automatically skipped over his son and locked onto the young man standing before him, the one in a casual suit holding a woven bag.
