"No worries. Zhen Tian's return won't affect us. His Thunder Group is, at best, a second-rate company. He doesn't have much ability. The only person of concern is Su Ming. Even though he disrupted my grandson's banquet today, it must be said that this guy is not to be underestimated. Surviving the expedition and becoming a quasi-general proves he's capable!"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Let's try to win him over first."
Su Feng said in a grave tone.
"Alright!"
Su Yiyang nodded in agreement.
....
The next morning.
Serene rays of light filtered through the glazed windows, illuminating the room.
Su Ming was fast asleep on the soft bed when he suddenly heard an unusual noise. He sprang up and sat upright immediately.
"Who is it!"
He saw two rows of maids in red cheongsams with delicate features standing by the bed, holding clothes, basins, towels, and toiletries.
Seeing Su Ming's intense reaction, the maids almost laughed, but they held back and respectfully greeted him.
