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Li Jin hugged Su Wanqing and talked about what the young couple said, mostly casual chatting. In such a warm moment, no one was talking about work in a bad way, it was just aimless nonsense.

But this kind of nonsense is more likely to enhance feelings.

As Li Jin spoke, he was paying attention to the news in the United States.

Sure enough, the U.S. government released a specific report on this terrorist attack as soon as possible. Although the final casualty figure has not yet been determined, the number of corpses that have been rescued and excavated has reached an appalling level.

From this official announcement, most people can sense the extreme anger of the US government.

Coupled with the fact that the entire United States has been under martial law since what happened today, everyone realizes that the United States will never give up.

Li Jin did not pay too much attention to political and military news.

What he noticed was a sentence in the announcement.

"Regarding the huge blow caused by this terrorist attack to the country's economy, the chief economic team specially invited by the Joint Finance Summit and Chairman of the Federal Reserve Bank Greenspan are already discussing further response measures."

In just one sentence, behind it was the violent storm that was about to hit, as well as the flash of swords and shadows caused by the intrigues of countless forces in the dark.

"The length of time to discuss countermeasures is uncertain."

Li Jin murmured something, but felt that Su Wanqing in his arms was breathing steadily. Looking down, she didn't know when she had tilted her head and fell asleep on his shoulder.

With a chuckle, Li Jin gently hugged Su Wanqing, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Along the way, due to time constraints, some employees who came earlier had already gone to work.

When the employees saw their boss carrying his wife and walking cautiously toward the office, they suddenly smiled knowingly.

Most of the male employees were naive. Seeing this scene, they forgot to avoid suspicion and looked on stupidly.

The female employees were making noises. Although no one dared to make a sound to wake up the proprietress, the envy and teasing in their eyes could not be hidden.

Li Jin was in a good mood. He smiled silently and carried Su Wanqing into the office with a smile on his face.

He carried her all the way to the small lounge in his office.

This lounge was specially requested by Li Jin when he was renovating the new company office. It has a bathroom and a bed. It can be said to be a small suite that can be used at any time.

After putting Su Wanqing on the bed, Li Jin washed his face for a while, sobered up and went back to work.

Now the matter is not over yet, and Li Jin is far from being able to sit back and relax. He still needs to keep an eye on all the troubles. Similarly, the company's daily affairs have not stopped, and he needs to deal with many documents, so he cannot slack off.

In the port city, the sun rises, and around nine o'clock is the most lively and prosperous time.

A villa area in Repulse Bay that is not open to the public has been renovated into a high-end club.

There are swimming pools, golf courses and a standard horse racing farm here. It was once the place that journalists from Hong Kong's gossip magazines wanted to sneak into.

But even the Hong Kong gossip reporters who claim to be all-pervasive and dare to report on everything can't enter here at all. Even if they have news about this place, they can't be published in the newspapers.

Hong Kong City is a paradise for capital. Capital controls everything here, and the people who control the media here and in Hong Kong City are exactly the same people.

Therefore, since its establishment, only one name of this place has been spread: Yanhuang Club.

At this moment, luxury cars gathered in the Yanhuang Club, and most of the respectable young men and ladies in the entire port city were here.

This group of people are now the children of most of the upper-class families in Hong Kong City, and in the future they will be the leaders who control the economic lifeblood of most of Hong Kong City.

At this moment, the most comprehensive gathering of members since the establishment of the Yanhuang Club is taking place.

"Master Liu, are you here too? I thought you would come later to have a glass of brandy?"

A young man in casual clothes smiled and greeted another fat man.

Mr. Liu yawned lazily. Facing the wine that was delivered to him, he waved his hand and said, "I won't drink anymore. I was fooling around with some Taiwanese girls last night and didn't go to bed until three or four in the morning. Today I'm going to sleep." I was called here early in the morning, if I drink any more I will die suddenly.”

The man in casual clothes didn't force himself. He put the wine glass on the table next to him and said curiously: "I see that many people are here, and there was no notice at all before. I don't know what important things Mr. Xu has here." Wake up the big guys early in the morning."

"The cocktail party at eight or nine o'clock, tsk tsk, it's my first time to attend."

Mr. Liu sneered and said: "With your brain, it's better not to guess Mr. Xu's plan. He asked us to come, just come. I didn't see that boy from the Zhang family came too. He was discharged from the hospital just after surgery some time ago." , I have no complaints or regrets, why are you complaining so much?"

"It's not a complaint. How dare I complain about Xu Shao? I'm just curious." The casual man said hurriedly.

"Young master Xu will come out in a moment. You will know after listening to what he says." Mr. Liu said calmly.

The conversation between the two people was also taking place among the vast majority of people present.

After everyone communicated with each other, they found that no one knew why Mr. Xu was so anxious to summon them so early in the morning.

Although these young masters who were living and drinking were very impatient inside, they did not dare to complain. They were all waiting for Xu Heng to appear.

Xu Heng showed up at the banquet in formal attire without making these gentlemen wait too long.

Next to him, there is Morrison, a blond and blue-eyed foreigner.

In Hong Kong City, foreigners are not uncommon and can even be seen everywhere. What’s more, those present are descendants of either rich or noble families, so it is impossible for them to be strangers to foreigners.

Everyone can speak fluent Cockney English.

However, the appearance of this foreigner caused a small group of financial and securities businessmen to whisper.

"President of Leiman Investment Bank Asia Pacific!"

"Why is he here too?"

"Did he also join the Yanhuang Society?"

All kinds of speculations came one after another, and everyone watched Morrison talk about it in private.

At this moment, Xu Heng took a cup and tapped the wall with a spoon, making a crisp dinging sound.

This is the most standard gesture in upper class society to remind everyone to be quiet.

What Xu Heng did was naturally impeccable.

"Dear colleagues of the Yanhuang Association, today I would like to introduce to you my friend, Mr. Morrison."