And right now, Wulong was standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant New York cityscape. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, looking relaxed and content as he savored it slowly.,“What did you say The mob is making a big move again!”,Peter was trying to persuade the other party, hoping that this seemingly elegant and polite boss in front of him would let go of everyone present, including himself.。