and the printed address information, striding out the door with long legs.The black, hard-edged Maybach sped down the deserted highway like an unfired arrow. Fu Mo's long fingers gripped the steering...nside glanced at the unobstructed interior and shook his head towards Fu Mochen who was about to step in, “Mr. Fu, there’s no one here. I just went upstairs to the conference room, and there was no on...