Compared to Umarov's anxious and uneasy demeanor, Lu Yu was calm and composed. At this moment, he put down the phone and sat in front of a large desk, his face filled with a playful smile.
In front of him was a laptop with numerous documents opened. Although these documents were cluttered, they all shared a common name at the top: Swift!
"No wonder Umarov can wield such enormous influence and confidence."
Looking at Swift's various deeds, Lu Yu spoke indifferently, "It turns out he has one of the UK's premier ministers backing him!"
As he spoke, Lu Yu's gaze swept over Swift's various actions, "Every year, eight-figure transactions are directed into Swift's hands. No wonder the Crescent Group can develop so smoothly!"
While speaking, Lu Yu's lips curled slightly, his words tinged with playfulness, "It seems that the UK's political scene is indeed filthy beyond measure."
