In the black luxury car, Bai Long slowly started the engine, casually pressed a switch, and the armrest refrigerator in the back seat slowly opened.
"Mr. Lin, do you prefer red wine or cigars?"
Bai Long asked casually.
Lin Beichen looked at the night scene outside the window, his expression calm.
"Mr. Lin, after you finish this glass of wine, I will take you to the airport. Whether you go back to the Imperial Capital or abroad, just don't stay in Huadu anymore."
Bai Long saw Lin Beichen remain silent and shook his head indifferently.
"I know you are a friend of the young master and want to support him in developing in the South, but you're thinking too simply. The power dynamics between the North and the South have had rules for a thousand years—each side stays out of the other's way.
