The middle-aged man, dressed in a crisp uniform, appeared dignified and authoritative. He slammed his stainless steel teacup on the table with a dull thud. "You're really putting on a convincing act."
He threw a portrait at the person opposite him. The portrait drew a sharp arc in the air and finally landed on the table.
The person in the portrait, dressed in a black trench coat and followed by a group of followers, looked like a big shot, which contrasted sharply with the young and clean-looking college student in front of him.
"Look at this portrait. And look at yourself now, the difference is too great. Tell me, is the person in this portrait you, or is the person in front of me the real you?"
Kelly's subordinate picked up the portrait and examined it closely, his eyes filled with astonishment: "How can there be someone in this world who looks so much like me? Could it be... my long-lost twin brother?"
"Do you really think I'm a fool?" The middle-aged man's voice was laced with anger. He stared intently at the young man before him, his eyes sharp as knives. "I advise you to tell me honestly what you've come to China for? What are your ulterior motives?"
The young man maintained his warm smile. "I'm just an ordinary exchange student. I came to China to study, of course. I'm very interested in China's culture and history and want to learn more about them."
"Stop pretending!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, slamming the stainless steel cup he was holding onto the table with a loud "bang."
The young man shook his head helplessly and pushed the portrait back. "I really don't know this person. But if you can help me contact him, I really want to meet him. Maybe we really are my twin brothers."
The middle-aged man's face darkened further. He stood up, his gaze piercing as he stared at the young man. "I'm warning you, don't try to test my patience! If you don't cooperate, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
However, the young man remained unfazed by his threat, maintaining his calm smile. "What do you want to do to me? Is Dragon Country a country that uses vigilante justice? I believe that in this society governed by the rule of law, you will not do anything illegal."
The middle-aged man was speechless for a moment after being choked by his words, and in the end, he could only leave angrily with the stainless steel cup.
The middle-aged man stepped into the next room, and through the double-sided glass, he could see everything that was happening in the next room.
"What was his reaction after I left?" The middle-aged man's face had returned to calm; his previous anger and agitation seemed to have vanished like smoke.
"He remained calm and didn't reveal any weaknesses," the subordinate replied respectfully. "This opponent is indeed a master; he can maintain composure at all times and is no ordinary person."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. "This guy is no ordinary person; he must be Kelly's confidant. If we can get him to talk, we might be able to uncover some secrets that are unknown to others, which would be an unexpected gain."
"But he's too cunning. He always maintains an innocent and confused face, as if he were a simple and innocent college student. I even suspect that he is a natural actor."
The middle-aged man squinted: "Born? There aren't that many things in this world that are born that way! Maybe he honed his acting skills in some corner of the world and learned how to hide his true emotions."
"Go get his photo and check with film schools abroad to see if he ever applied or if he was a prominent graduate of any school. Maybe we can find some clues there."
"Huh? Boss, isn't that a ridiculous idea?"
"Let's investigate. Even if we don't find anything, we won't lose anything. And what if we find something?"
...
Old Master Tang had already strolled to the front of the Han Group's building. The towering building gleamed in the sunlight, showcasing the Han Group's glory and strength.
A young receptionist approached with a smile and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
Old Master Tang raised his head slightly, his eyes revealing an imposing aura: "I've come to see your big boss."
"Do you have an appointment? Our boss's time is quite tight, so we need to make arrangements in advance."
Old Master Tang frowned: "Tsk, do I need an appointment to see Old Han? Just go and tell him my surname is Tang."
"Please wait a moment while I go and inform them."
The front desk called Han Fei, who heard that the caller was an elderly gentleman surnamed Tang. Han Fei then checked the front desk's security camera footage, and a familiar figure appeared on the screen—it was none other than that elderly gentleman, Mr. Tang.
Han Fei nodded slightly, signaling the receptionist to bring him up.
The receptionist smiled and extended her hand, her tone respectful yet polite: "Mr. Tang, please come with me, I'll take you to our big boss right away."
"You have big bosses here? Or do you have small bosses too?"
The receptionist explained, "The Han Group was co-founded by the Han brothers, so there is indeed a first boss and a second boss."
"The Han brothers? Old Han actually has brothers?"
"Yes, Mr. Han Li is also at the group headquarters today."
"Come on, take me to see Old Han's brother."
The receptionist looked troubled and hesitated, saying, "Ah... this might not be appropriate?"
"What's wrong with that? Do I need an appointment to see him?"
The receptionist explained, "The second boss is usually very busy, and I'm afraid that if we go now, we might disturb him. How about I call his secretary first to see if he's available?"
"Then hurry up and call, don't keep me waiting too long."
The receptionist looked somewhat helpless, yet dared not easily offend the elderly man who had come to visit.
After all, the fact that the big boss specifically sent someone to invite him upstairs clearly indicated that he was no ordinary person, and was likely an important friend of the big boss. Observing the old gentleman's demeanor and behavior, he was definitely not an ordinary person; he must be a character who kept a low profile.
Meanwhile, Han Li was savoring the new product in his office.
"What? My brother's guest has turned around and come looking for me?"
"That's right," the secretary replied.
"Alright, bring him here. I'll take him to find my brother later."
When Grandpa Tang saw Han Li, he frowned and scrutinized him for a long time: "Are you really Old Han's brother? Although you do look somewhat alike, your face... why does it look a little unnatural?"
"I age quickly, so I had a facelift, which is why I look a bit unnatural," Han Li said with an awkward laugh. "Shall I take you to find my brother?"
"No rush, are all these on your table new products?"
"Would you like to try some?"
"It's not impossible," Old Master Tang said rather proudly.
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