Chapter 5202

The Labbe Group’s headquarters stood at only thirty-eight floors.

The Lonen Group’s tower rose sixty-eight stories high—thirty floors taller.

It was the tallest corporate building in the city.

Landen was clearly trying to crush them in every way.

After a few minutes, Renata straightened up, started the engine, and drove away.

At that moment, Titus was at the Lonen Hotel, signing the contract with President Zhang.

This deal had originally been stolen from the Labbe Group by Sonny. After final negotiations, Sonny handed it over to Titus and instructed him to personally sign the contract today.

President Zhang had originally scheduled the meeting for eleven, followed by lunch. Unexpectedly, he arrived early, pushing everything ahead of schedule.

Early was good.

Once the contract was signed, there would be no room for interference.

Even if the Labbe Group received the news and rushed over, it would be too late.

After both parties signed, Titus stood and shook hands with President Zhang.

“Mr. Zhang, it’s a pleasure to cooperate.”

“Mr. Young–Johnson, the pleasure is mine.”

President Zhang smiled broadly, visibly relieved.

In recent years, Lonen Group’s momentum had been unstoppable. Cooperation with them almost always resulted in mutual success.

Their CEO had an exceptionally sharp eye for investment. If he agreed to a project, it meant the project had real potential.

Otherwise, Landen wouldn’t even consider it.

After sitting down again, President Zhang hesitated before asking with a polite smile, “Mr. Young–Johnson, may I see your true face? We’re business partners now, yet I wouldn’t recognize you if we met outside.”

Titus laughed lightly. “Mr. Zhang, I’m sorry. I’m just used to this. I’m always accompanied by bodyguards. If we met outside, you’d recognize me—even if not my face, then my voice.”

He added casually, “It’s fine if you don’t recognize me. As long as I recognize you, there won’t be any trouble.”

President Zhang laughed heartily.

Having been refused once, he wisely didn’t insist.

After all, Titus’s build and accent were unmistakable.

President Zhang asked again, half-joking, “Then may I gossip a little? Why does Mr. Young–Johnson always wear a mask?”

“Because I’m too handsome,” Titus replied calmly. “I cover my face to avoid attracting a crowd.”

President Zhang laughed even harder. “I believe you, Mr. Young–Johnson. You must be so handsome that even men would lose their hearts.”

Titus smiled. “That’s exactly what worries me. I’m a normal man—I don’t want admirers of both genders.”

“Hahaha!”

President Zhang took it as a joke.

As for the real reason behind the mask, Titus had no intention of explaining—and President Zhang was wise enough not to ask.

After chatting for a while longer, Titus checked the time and said apologetically, “Mr. Zhang, I need to return to the company for a meeting.”

“Of course,” President Zhang said warmly. “I also have an afternoon meeting.”

They stood up together and shook hands once more.