Black jeans, neatly trimmed hair, wearing sunglasses.
A tall, slender figure, his T-shirt accentuating his perfect body line, exuding wildness with a touch of lone arrogance.
His striding steps radiated a dashing demeanor.
A stark contrast to his usual suited-up style; he was mature and composed then, but now, there was more unrestrained wildness.
His arrival drew the attention of many passersby, as such a handsome man demanded more than just a fleeting glance.
Lu Ming had not even left the airport when the military arrived to clear the area for his pick-up!
Surrounded by a group of soldiers, Lu Ming boarded an armored jeep.
A soldier inside the vehicle respectfully asked, "Young Master Lu, would you like to go to the company or meet the President?"
"..." Lu Ming paused for a few seconds before speaking indifferently, "Central Ring, Yonglin Road 2010!"
"Yes, sir!" The driver immediately started the vehicle.
The accompanying soldiers occasionally stole glances at Lu Ming.
