Old Ghost showed a smile on his face: "Director Feng, I've heard the boss mention you. He said you are his capable subordinate. All of our food, clothing, and cultivation resources now rely entirely on your management."
"Those are very kind words." Feng Mochuan laughed heartily, waving his hand. "Everything I have now was given by the boss—if it weren't for his support, where would Feng Mochuan be today? Moreover, Ling Feng Trading is originally his business; I'm only helping to manage it."
He stepped aside to make way for the flying device behind him, the cabin door had slowly opened, revealing a soft dark-patterned carpet inside, with wall lights emitting a warm glow: "Everyone, now that we've returned to Silver Gray Star, it's like coming home. Though the boss is not here, I have prepared a lavish dinner. Shall we head to the place to settle in and chat while eating?"
