After listening to Su Mansu's report, Liu Yutong gently set down her teacup and said to Zeng Jin, "President Zeng, it seems we need to find another place for our discussion. There's a minor issue at Pearl City that needs my attention. How about we head there together? This also gives you the opportunity to see Wanlong Group in person."
Zeng Jin, who had been eager for a deeper understanding, nodded immediately. "I'll follow President Liu's arrangement!"
Just as the two stepped out of the office, they ran into Qiu Ciyun and Liang Mengsong, who had just returned from the production line at the corridor corner.
"Chairman, are you going out?" Qiu Ciyun asked hastily upon seeing Liu Yutong seemingly ready to leave.
Liu Yutong nodded. "Yes, there are some urgent matters at Pearl City that require my attention."
Then she turned to Liang Mengsong. "Engineer Liang, how was the visit? Is everything satisfactory?"
Liang Mengsong was a straight shooter who disliked empty flattery, so he answered honestly, "The production line was led by President Qiu herself, so there's little to criticize. Plus, the LongChip team has great drive, with clear plans and technical roadmaps for the future."
He paused before continuing, "However, the overall manufacturing process still lags far behind international standards. Catching up will be difficult, and the investment won't be small."
"Don't worry about that. We have time on our side, and investment is hardly a concern."
Liu Yutong suddenly shifted the topic. "By the way, Engineer Liang, would you be interested in visiting Pearl City? The headquarters of my Wanlong Group is there, and it’ll give you a more comprehensive view of our company's strength. When choosing a new platform, you can't just focus on the technology—corporate culture and team atmosphere matter just as much."
Qiu Ciyun's eyes lit up, and he immediately chimed in, "Exactly! Engineer Liang, you must go! Pearl City is the Chairman's home base. It’s a place blessed with talent and a favorable environment, and it ranks first in security nationwide—no, globally! And the corporate culture at the Chairman's company is truly unique. You’ll regret it if you don’t see it for yourself!"
He himself had been quite intimidated by the densely packed, mafia-like black-suited security guards of Wanlong Group, so he deliberately exaggerated to let Liang Mengsong have a similar experience—a little mischievousness on his part.
More importantly, he wanted to remind Liu Yutong that they needed to pull out all the stops to make Liang Mengsong feel "reassured" enough to stay, just like he had been back then.
After all, once anyone witnessed the "real face" of Wanlong Group, no one ever wanted to leave.
In fact, he was now quite looking forward to seeing the expression on Liang Mengsong's face when confronted with the spectacle of the black-suited guards.
Liu Yutong nodded and extended the invitation once more. "Let's go, Engineer Liang. President Zeng will join us too."
Liang Mengsong was initially inclined to decline—he was a technical man at heart and had little interest in so-called corporate culture.
But Zeng Jin was extremely curious. He very much wanted to see what the legendary Wanlong Group headquarters looked like.
Seeing that Liang Mengsong seemed unwilling to go, Zeng Jin quickly stepped forward, grabbed Liang Mengsong's arm, and put on a face that said, "If you don’t go, I’ll throw a fit."
Left with no choice, Liang Mengsong reluctantly nodded. "Then it’ll be a trouble to President Liu."
"No trouble at all."
Liu Yutong turned to Su Mansu and instructed, "Arrange the cars. We’re heading straight back to Pearl City. Also, notify Mada to get ready."
"Yes, boss," Su Mansu replied.
Soon after, a black Maybach and several Mercedes-Benz vehicles sped out of the LongChip factory, racing toward Pearl City.
Sitting in the front passenger seat of the Maybach, Su Mansu dialed Mada’s number.
"Brother Ma, the boss will arrive in Pearl City in an hour. By the way, do we have any promotion ceremony for core members today?"
On the other end of the line came Mada’s boisterous voice.
"Promotion ceremony? No, the underlings haven’t finished their probation period yet."
"Brother Ma, this could happen."
"Huh? Assistant Su, it really can’t—the procedures aren’t right..."
"Brother Ma, this really could happen."
"We have guests coming."
The line fell silent for two seconds.
Then, Mada caught on and said excitedly, "Oh! I get it! Got it! Yes, yes, yes! Absolutely! I’ll arrange it right away! I’ll make sure the show is grand, so the guests will never forget it! Hehehe..."
Click.
The call ended.
Su Mansu turned around to Liu Yutong. "Boss, everything is arranged."
Liu Yutong nodded with a quiet "mm."
Sitting next to her in the back seat, Zeng Jin was utterly confused. What was this talk of "having it" or "not having it"? Why all the mystery?
Still, he could roughly guess that they were preparing some kind of special welcome ceremony for their visit—likely something out of the ordinary, or on a large scale.
But how big could it really be? Back in Taiwan Province, he had seen everything—fights involving hundreds of people in gangs, and he had even participated in a few.
Wanlong Group might be powerful, but was a welcome ceremony supposed to scare him to death?
Ridiculous!
