Kapitel 412: Chapter 415: Feudal Lord

In a presidential suite at a five-star hotel in Zhonghai, Ning Guodong, who had just finished attending a banquet, took off his Milan-designed, handmade tailored suit. After pouring himself a glass of chilled Bordeaux, he sat cross-legged in a large leather chair by the window, took a sip of red wine, and gazed somewhat dazedly at the night scene outside.

His phone vibrated at that moment. Ning Guodong glanced at the number, answered the call, and asked expressionlessly, "How did it go?"

The voice on the other end sounded somewhat dejected. "I'm sorry, young master, but we were recognized by a man named Yang Chen..."

"What!?" Ning Guodong suspected he had misheard. "Are you all useless!? Aren't you supposed to be trained by the Security Bureau? How can you fail at such a simple task!?"