Emperor of Business
Dating

A remote suburb of Sidni.

A logistics warehouse that looks ordinary from the outside but has been changed little by little in it.

Bastian got out of the car. Outside the warehouse, a group of fierce and capable security guards were patrolling, their eyes watching the surroundings sharply.

"Welcome, Mr. Sharga."

Looking at Bastian, they were shocked and quickly straightened their bodies, bowed respectfully then opened the electronic steel door swiftly.

If others wanted to forcibly enter this place, even ordinary firearms might not be able to damage this door.

There's a cave in the barn. Once inside, there was a super large hall surrounded by several separate rooms. The staff in laboratory clothes in the hall came and went swiftly. Some sophisticated spare-fingered machines that look modern can be seen where.

Wahoo stood up when someone whispered something.

Right now, he saw Bastian enter the warehouse, his face showing a shocked look. "Mr Sharga, you're here."

"Hello Wahoo, how is the task I gave you?" Bastian asked with a smile.

"The process is going well. The spare parts and arrangement of this production machine are very complicated and detailed, but the difficulty has basically been overcome and the sample product will be available soon."

Wahoo said solemnly, then couldn't help but ask.

"By the way, is this a new cosmetic product developed by our company? It seems you have no intention of mass producing."

Cosmetics will not be useful if they are not mass-produced. Moreover, the sales plan with millions or even tens of millions of dollars.

It's not cosmetic. But what will it be, Wahoo doesn't understand. The more Bastian didn't tell him much, the more curious his heart became.

Bastian was still in a mysterious appearance and chuckled while shaking his head. "You will know for yourself until the time comes, you can say this thing has left the cosmetic category."

A mysterious experimental laboratory built in this remote suburb is a center for longevity drug production.

It is not easy to produce such a magical thing. Even though he had a detailed recipe and machine design in hand, he still needed a lot of research and proofreading. There can't be one single mistake.

Bastian said really. "You should keep a close eye here and never divulge any news. I chose to give this task to you because I believe in you."

Hearing this, Wahoo was moved.

Bastian gave such an important task to him, so he must not let down Bastian's expectations.

"Oiya, by the way, Wahoo, congratulations, you're now being promoted to director of Moleque production."

As if remembering something, Bastian suddenly laughed. "Official files will be released soon and you should be ready to sign them."

"This---,,," Wahoo was a bit confused. "What about Levi?"

"He resigned because something happened in his hometown and he may not come back in the future." Bastian said flatly. "Don't talk about him, you should do a good job after this."

Wahoo patted his chest with a serious face.

***

After slightly checking the experimental laboratory in the suburbs and knowing that there was no problem, Bastian went to the city center.

The daughter of a schoolmate named by her mother made an appointment with her this afternoon.

Bastian opened a chat on his phone, a photo sent by his mother. In the photo is a slender girl with long beautiful black hair. Her name is Amari Miller.

His parents ran the company and many of his family's assets.

"The name is interesting, it looks beautiful." Bastian nodded a little.

"But, he's still a long way from my April."

At 3:20, Bastian arrived at his designated spot, a cafe called Mooney with a good neighborhood in the city center.

Bastian came ten minutes earlier than the appointed time, this was his habit, but also to show respect to others.

Finally, at 3:30, Bastian did not even see the figure of the girl. Bastian immediately felt a little unhappy.

Although he would not ask others to come earlier like himself, he hated people who were not on time.

But, Bastian's mood calmed down again as he recalled that he was only accepting his mother's request.

"Maybe there's an emergency that's postponing it and it's okay to wait a little while longer."

But in an instant, half an hour passed again, and Amari still did not appear. Bastian was really upset and took his phone and made a few phone calls.

[The number you are going to cannot be contacted at this time.]

"Suck!"

So, Bastian instantly sent him whatsapp messages and typed.

[Don't you say you'll see me at half-time 4? Where are you now?] @ Bastian_Sharga's.

A few minutes later, Amari answered with only three letters.

[OTW]

Bastian's eyebrows frowned slightly, although there was something, calling to inform others was also basic politeness.

Moreover, he did not say a word. He even waited at the question first and only answered with three letters without any explanation.