Chapter 1075: Bring Gu Yang to Country M’s Headquarters

Editor: Henyee Translations

The Makeup Artist appeared petite, but she was surprisingly strong. She carried Gu Yang back after finishing her makeover.

At that moment, Gu Yang had undergone a complete transformation. Her long, silky black hair was now a light gold, styled rapidly into curls by the Makeup Artist. The special makeup liquid had lightened her skin tone, and her features were sculpted to give her a striking, European look.

At first glance, she resembled a white girl, and her new outfit made her look like a beautiful, exquisite doll.

The Makeup Artist’s voice brimmed with pride as she asked, “How do you like it? Isn’t it beautiful?”

On such a serious occasion, only Smile responded with a grin, clapping his hands. “It looks fantastic!”

With that, Ji Minghui and the others escorted Gu Yang through a special passageway in the hospital and boarded the hospital helicopter to depart.

Utopia was headquartered in Country M.

The helicopter couldn’t travel long distances or cross the ocean, so after leaving the hospital, they headed to the Ning family’s private helipad and boarded the family’s private plane to Country M.

Gu Yang was the daughter of the Xiao family, and with their support, her presence in China posed complications for their plans. They needed to execute the light cone plan and return to their base camp quickly to avoid any issues.

In the past, when Gu Yang worked at the mental hospital, Feng Jue would usually pick her up around noon. If he couldn’t contact her, he would soon discover her disappearance.

At the Feng Corporation’s executive meeting, Feng Jue sat in the chairman’s seat, reviewing information about the company and its subsidiaries.

The atmosphere in the room was tense, and the executives were hesitant to speak up. This was Feng Jue’s first meeting since taking over, and he had made an example of several higher-ups, replacing almost all of them. The older members of the Feng family had suppressed their doubts upon seeing how young he was.

Feng Jue glanced at his watch repeatedly, feeling as though time was crawling. It was only ten o’clock, and he was already missing his sister. As the executives discussed company reforms, he discreetly sent a message to Gu Yang.

[Sister, are there any special patients today?]

[Sister, have you discovered anything unique about the bamboo?]

[Sister, I’m a little hungry. I want to eat hotpot. Are you hungry?]

Feng Jue knew that Gu Yang wouldn’t check her phone while busy, yet he continued sending her messages, hoping she’d reply when she had a moment.

Suddenly, he noticed that the conference room, which had been filled with heated arguments just moments before, had gone silent.

Feng Jue put down his phone and looked up, realizing that all the higher-ups were staring at him in surprise.

He wiped the smile off his face and feigned ignorance. “Have you finished your discussion?”

They all shook their heads.

“Chairman Feng, we’re still discussing.”

“Why don’t we vote?”

Despite his fierce and decisive approach, it was clear that Chairman Feng was not the dictatorial type. His methods were quite democratic.

“Since we’ve discussed it, let’s proceed with this plan.”

Feng Jue uploaded the proposal to the conference room computer and projected it for everyone to see.

The room fell silent.

It had nothing to do with their previous discussion—it was entirely unrelated.

“That’s all for the meeting. The plan is officially implemented. You can take a copy back and review it thoroughly. Feel free to share your opinions at the next meeting.”

With that, Feng Jue stood up and left.

Was he slacking off? No, he was skipping work altogether.