Arkpool City, a bustling metropolis.
The Marsh Group stood proudly on the other side of the river, towering skyscrapers that had become iconic landmarks of the city.
This was a paradise for countless young people.
In a sleek and elegant office, Ivan, dressed in a black suit, stood by the window, his hands in his pockets, exuding a remarkable presence.
Listening to the contents conveyed through his phone, his face remained expressionless, his voice as deep as aged wine. "Alright, give me the address, I will go there myself."
"Okay."
He ended the call.
At that moment, Andrew, holding some files, came in, having heard Mr. Marsh's conversation just now. He saw Ivan turning around, their eyes meeting.
He reminded, "Mr. Marsh, where are you going? There's a meeting later."
"Push the meeting back, I need to go out and find someone." Ivan casually took his suit jacket off the back of a chair and left.
Andrew didn't ask further questions, he arranged the tasks entrusted by the CEO.
Find someone? That person must be important.
Driving himself, Ivan followed the navigation towards the western suburbs of Arkpool City, an area awaiting development and demolition.
After about an hour's drive, he listened to some historical documentaries on Himalaya, today's being "West Corridor."
Successful people probably spent any available time learning and recharging.
An hour later, a limited edition Lamborghini parked at the entrance of a narrow alley.
The alley was too narrow for the car to enter, and occasionally a few electric motorcycles would come out of the winding alley.
Exiting the car, Ivan adjusted his attire and, facing the sunlight, followed the navigation into the alley.
The alley was about four meters wide, with some old shops on both sides, their signs uneven.
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