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    When Charlie took his seat in the auditorium, he quickly noticed that the release hall was packed to capacity.


    Major media outlets had dispatched reporters in droves, armed with cameras and microphones, all eagerly awaiting significant news from the Sun Group.


    At that moment, the public remained unaware of Orrin’s recovery.


    Many believed that Orrin was on hisst legs and unlikely to attend the board meeting that day.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Yet, there was a lingering hope that Orrin would make an appearance.


    As journalists, they thrived on capturing stories that generated buzz.


    They were eager to catch a glimpse of Orrin, thete hero, and craft sensational narratives to apany the images. This was prime headline material.


    Some had even brainstormed potential headlines.


    Suggestions included “The End of an Era” or “Orrin Sun: Aging Triumphs, Can the New Chairman Revive the Sun Group?”


    They anticipated Orrin’s entrance, envisioning him arriving unsteadily from the conference hall, perhaps even being wheeled in.


    At that moment, an on-site staff member took the microphone and announced: “Please be quiet, everyone present. Our chairman will be joining us shortly!”


    At this announcement, all eyes turned toward the venue’s entrance.


    Camera crews had already positioned themselves, framing the entrance for the impending moment.


    Everyone was awaiting the door to swing open and reveal Orrin.


    Finally, the door opened from the outside.


    First to step forward was Orrin’s secretary.


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    Then Hank followed.


    As soon as Hank appeared, the sound of shutters clicked furiously.


    Everyone recognized him as the second son of the Sun family, the chairman of the Sun Group, and a determined sessor.


    With Orrin critically ill, Hank was poised to inherit a trillion-dor business empire.


    However, no one anticipated that behind Hank stood not Orrin but a middle-aged man, nearly a decade younger than Hank, with a rosyplexion and a robust build.


    Gasps filled the room as the media murmured, “Who is this person? Why haven’t we seen him before?”


    It was easy to understand their confusion.


    In recent years, Orrin had appeared increasingly frail to the media.


    After falling seriously ill, some reporters had captured candid photos of him in overseas hospitals, where he looked exceptionally worn. At fifty, he seemed to have aged beyond his years.


    Consequently, when they suddenly encountered Orrin, who appeared to be in his forties, the contrast was jarring. The reporters,cking a personal connection to him, found it challenging to recognize him immediately.


    As Orrin entered the hall, a few reporters eximed, “Wow! Thest person is Orrin, Chairman Sun!”


    In response, a skeptic retorted, “That’s nonsense! Orrin is practically on his deathbed! Thest man looks like he’s in his forties. How could that be him?”


    Undeterred, the reporter insisted, “I interviewed Chairman Sun ten years ago, and this man resembles him exactly! His appearance, demeanor, everything is just as I remember!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>


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