Chapter 264

At the Shenzhen International Airport, a red carpet stretched far across a dedicated runway. A group of people in green uniforms hurried about. Some were coordinating with the stationed reporters, others were issuing orders over walkie-talkies, and some were pacing the perimeter, checking security. Among them all, the most striking and stylish figure was a dark-skinned, clean-shaven man in sunglasses. His crisp, tailored suit perfectly showcased his broad chest, slim waist, and straight legs. But what drew more attention than his suit was the small device in his hand. They said it was called a mobile phone. At a time when even "brick phones" were rare luxuries that only businessmen could afford and government offices relied on landlines, the public’s curiosity toward this gadget was no less intense than the mysteries of the Bermuda Triangle.