At the entrance of the main Morgan office.
Gael arrived as agreed, swept a glance at the two burly men guarding the door, and said calmly, "I want to see your boss. Go in and let him know."
Just as his voice trailed off, one of the burly men chuckled and said, "Boss Gael, our boss has instructed us to wait for you here; come in with us directly."
Seeing the two burly men were quite polite, Gael's tense nerves instantly relaxed a lot and followed them into the lobby.
Right after, he saw Shel Morgan sitting leisurely on the sofa, legs crossed, smoking a cigar.
"Morgan, what are you going to give Master Ye?" Gael didn't waste any time and got straight to the point.
"Of course, it's something good!" Shel Morgan touched his hooked nose, smiled, picked up a bottle of red wine from the coffee table, shook it gently, and said with a light smile, "This bottle of Lafite, I have treasured it in my hands for many years.
