"Hello, Mr. General," said Kong Qian respectfully. "I represent the Hang Merchants Association and offer you the highest respect."
A year ago, the Hang Merchants Association was merged into the NAC as an economic zone, but Jiang Chen had always given these businessmen a high degree of autonomy. Apart from keeping a form to maintain order, NAC only symbolically established offices and executives in Hang City. The president of the association, Kong Qian, was still elected by themselves.
Jiang Chen was very curious about the purpose of his trip to the base.
"Let's be straightforward - what's the purpose of your visit here?" Jiang Chen examined Kong Qian and asked.
Kong Qian didn't answer. He only lowered his head slightly and took out a letter in front of his chest and handed it to Jiang Chen.
