In the presidential suite, Fu Wentao was on the phone arranging domestic affairs. Fu Group's business is spread across the globe, requiring him to remotely handle many tasks.
When Qi Yun came in and saw he was busy, he sat on the sofa by himself. After Fu Wentao finished his call, Qi Yun spoke about the intelligence matter.
"I got some information from that broker friend of mine, you might find it interesting."
"Oh?" Fu Wentao put down his phone and looked at him with interest. "What information? Tell me."
"There's an agent..." Qi Yun briefly informed him of the situation.
After listening, Fu Wentao showed a hint of amusement: "A Hollywood agent... That indeed seems possible, Hollywood is just a playground for those big shots."
"Has your friend contacted him yet?"
Qi Yun shook his head: "Not yet."
"Hmm..." Fu Wentao pondered slightly, "I'm meeting that fellow from the Defense Department later, and Hans and the others have other arrangements."
