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“Okay. The company's name is Secure Logistics, and its owner is Ruan Anxi. He's very famous in M Nation. Rumor has it that he is the illegitimate son of a royal household member, so he has the power to mobilize many national resources in M Nation. Hence, his company developed rapidly, having thousands of armed personnel. These people have one similarity—they have a poppy flower tattoo on their arms. Because Ruan Anxi is an influential man, people from other associations in M Nation dare not provoke those with this tattoo on their arms. They stay away from these people as they cannot afford to offend Ruan Anxi. As a result, many who do not work for Ruan Anxi got the same tattoo. We can't be sure if that guy worked for Ruan Anxi, as he could have faked his identity.”

Qiao Zhan revealed a lot of information in a short amount of time.

He knew that was a lot to digest, but some things had to be explained in detail.

“Secure Logistics? We have projects in M Nation, but why haven't I heard about this company?” Nan Chen asked.

“This company is famous in the underworld as it's involved in many shady deals. Otherwise, there's no need for them to hire so many people. Basically, Ruan Anxi is a gangster. He runs a few legal businesses, but they only take up a small percentage of his business empire,” Qiao Zhan explained.

Nan Chen said nothing and fell into deep thought.

“If that person worked for Ruan Anxi, why would he harm Ning Ran? Ning Ran couldn't have had anything to do with him,” he then said.

“That's true. Besides, Nanshi Corporation is only involved in legal businesses and has never gotten into any conflict with the underworld. I don't understand why they would harm Madam for no reason. Of course, we can't be sure if he worked for Ruan Anxi,” Qiao Zhan replied.

“Got it. You may leave now. Remember to tell our men to be careful,” Nan Chen ordered with a wave of his hand.

The following day, Nan Xing arrived at Nanshi Corporation's headquarters, clad in a black suit. He went to the CEO's office and sat in the chair.

On the surface, he did not look any different from Nan Chen. In fact, he was the spitting image of the latter.

“Do I look like him?” Nan Xing asked Jiang Zhe, still feeling a little worried.

“Yes,” Jiang Zhe replied firmly.

“This is so stressful. Chen is too serious, while I'm not that serious. It's inhuman to have me pose as my brother,” Nan Xing complained.

Jiang Zhe stifled his laughter. “It's fine. You can do it. Have you memorized the speech?”

came Nan

the speech at the event. Just make sure

never reads from a script and always speaks spontaneously, but his twin's masquerading as him now. I have no choice but to ask

I've already memorized it. Are you

you, Mr. Xing. I knew

do I need to pay attention to? You've worked for my brother for a long time, so you know him well. Your opinion matters

Let me think

rarely smiles or reveals his true emotions. No matter how interesting the matter

it. Does Chen never find anything amusing, or does he like to suppress his laughter? If it's the latter, he must be tired after doing that for years. There's no need to go to that

answer to his question. “I'm not sure why. Perhaps he just doesn't like to smile. Anyway, Mr. Chen has never smiled in front of reporters. You'll

to smile? What should I do? We don't know what will happen, do we?” Nan Xing

smile. That's the only way.”

I wear a mask? If I wear a mask,

talked him out of it. “That won't do. There will be many reporters at the event. If you wear a mask, they will assume you're ill. A news report on your illness will cause the stock prices of

do anything. How

day. Just bear with

“Okay, got it.”

It's almost time,” Jiang Zhe

“Nan

wore a poker face. He said nothing despite

deliberately told him not to answer any questions from the reporters

in front of the cameras, so doing that would lower the risk as well

Xing shaking hands with a higher-up and chatting with him

speech, it was Nan Xing's turn. Everything went on

Xing was good at memorizing stuff, so he delivered his speech successfully without

among the reporters beneath the stage threw something at