2:00 PM.
The Third District Government Office, Public Affairs Hall.
The Public Affairs Hall was solemn and dignified. All the tables and chairs were crafted from high-quality mahogany, and the floor was covered with exquisite animal-hide rugs.
Directly above the high platform, the dragon flag of the Daqian Dynasty was firmly affixed to the wall.
On the flag, a crimson, five-clawed true dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, so lifelike its scarlet eyes seemed poised to spring to life.
Hai Tie entered the hall with a grim expression, his secretary close behind him.
Beside him were other factory directors, dressed in Sun Yat-sen suits, Tang suits, and various other forms of luxurious, ornate clothing.
These factory directors, much like Hai Tie, were also followed by numerous attendants, but every one of them wore a foul expression, as if their parents had just died.
Hai Tie and the crowd of factory directors took their seats.
