"Mr. Zhou, I’ll be relying on your guidance from now on. Let down this drink first."
Feng Yueyang tilted his head back and drained the glass of baijiu in one go.
Everyone’s opinion of him shifted, and soone couldn’t help but remark, "A tiger father doesn’t breed dogs. Mr. Feng truly has the grandeur of Old Mr. Feng back in the day."
"I can’t compare to my dad, but from now on, I’ll work hard and strive to live up to him. I hope all you uncles and elders can guide along the way."
Feng Yueyang’s speech was skillfully delivered. The forr spoiled brat seed to beco a different person after this drastic change.
Not only had he preserved the company, but he also held his own at the dinner table against senior business veterans with ease. Though still a bit green, his sincerity made up for it.
Behind him stood Tianlu Bank, while the Xie family appeared to be teetering on collapse. Feng Yueyang seed to have a promising future, and everyone tactfully took the opportunity to graciously step back.
Feng Group had truly secured its position after this ordeal.
In the corner of the banquet table, Chong Ming quietly feasted on shrimp, his satisfied smile stretching to the corners of his eyes.
These slick old-tirs only knew how to boast and drink, not bothering to touch the spread of dishes before them.
That Chilean lobster was the highlight dish, worth tens of thousands each, they said. If nobody else was eating it, better not let it go to waste.
Soone did notice Chong Ming, but seeing he was with Feng Yueyang, and knowing this event was organized by Feng Yueyang himself, nobody dared to say much. So even tried striking up conversation with Chong Ming, but he brushed them off with vague replies.
When most people had left, Feng Yueyang’s face was flushed red as he held up the liquor bottle, shouting, "Drink... Let’s keep drinking...."
Seeing Yueyang was truly drunk, Chong Ming finally set down his chopsticks and walked over to take him ho.
Just then, his phone suddenly chid with a notification.
Chong Ming froze mid-step. This was the exclusive sound for the PT system—a tone that only rang in the event of major announcents.
He swallowed nervously.
The boss had returned to the island alone, leaving Chong Ming behind, and for the past few days, he’d been on edge.
It didn’t take much thinking to know—the boss was just a re Class C rcenary. How could she possibly match up against Bo Jiao, backed by Gouchen?
This notification—could it be the boss’s obituary?
With trembling fingers, Chong Ming pulled out his phone and logged into the PT system.
Within the organization, high-level personnel changes and rewards or punishnts were announced to the entire system, visible to every mber.
The first notification displayed was the punishnt announcent for Bo Jiao from the legal division.
Eighty lashes, permanent revocation of all authority, banishnt to Kunpeng Island for life.
Kunpeng Island is located in a precarious area of the sea north of Southern Island, filled with rugged rocky terrain, glaciers, and infamous rumors of sea monsters. Many rchant ships that passed through there were never seen again.
The island itself spans a territory much larger than Southern Island, and its environnt is said to be absolutely unforgiving. There are even legends of cannibalistic savages residing there. However, Bai Ze had a visionary approach and began developing Kunpeng Island long ago. rcenaries who committed grave mistakes within the organization were sent there to toil endlessly as the ultimate punishnt.
Once there, calling to heaven brought no answer, and calling to earth brought no relief—it was rely waiting for death.
Within the organization, Kunpeng Island was even nicknad "Hell Island," a testant to how terrifying it was.
Reading this announcent, Chong Ming could hardly believe his eyes.
Then the second notification popped up, and Chong Ming was dumbfounded.
"Damn...!"
He rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again. Was he seeing things?
Chong Ming stared at the crimson text, recognizing each word, yet sohow unable to comprehend their combined aning.
Class C rcenary Danhuang successfully cleared the trial and ascended to Class B rcenary. Effective today, she is appointed as the Hua Country regional Class B commander, bestowed with the title of Commander, authorized to lead rcenaries. Official announcent!
Class B Hua Country Regional Commander...
"My God." Chong Ming hugged Feng Yueyang in a frenzy and planted kisses all over his face.
Feng Yueyang was completely bewildered, his cheeks glowing red, his eyes hazy from the alcohol.
"The boss is incredible! Now I can finally kick back without a worry, hahaha!"
Chong Ming was so exhilarated, he wanted to announce the news to the entire world.
He had grabbed the biggest thigh to cling to, and it turned out to be the thickest of them all.
Class B rcenaries are found across every country in the world, though Chong Ming didn’t know the exact number. Every country and region had its own commander.
And Hua Country, with its vast territory and prosperous economy, ant its regional commander carried far more weight than those of smaller nations.
With this status, she commanded all Class B rcenaries within Hua Country, and even Class C and Class D rcenaries had to follow her orders.
What’s more, the boss possessed the authority of Commander—a privilege Bo Jiao never even attained.
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