Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelle Dunn had a purpose in mind when she arrived at the summit. She targeted groups related to the Thompsons and the Lilliputs.

On the surface, the Thompsons are involved in shipping and transport logistics.

The Lilliputs, on the other hand, have a scattered presence, with a somewhat speculative nature.

They have dabbled in real estate, technology, and industry, engaging in any sector with profit potential, and once that golden period ends, they sell off the old company and move into another more profitable business.

As the Lilliputs’ approach is hard to predict, Richelle decided to focus on entrepreneurs involved in logistics and transportation businesses for now. Nowadays, Richelle is a popular person within the Federation, with her face becoming almost as famous as Roy Lewis’s.

Even though the attendees were all well-known entrepreneurs, they were still extremely polite upon seeing her.

“Mr. Dunn, I have long admired your reputation!”

“Mr. Dunn, our company mainly focuses on the development of renewable energy. We look forward to your support in the future.”

As she stood in the crowd, she quickly collected a stack of business cards.

Of course, people preferred to connect via WhatsApp, but since Richelle wasn’t in the habit of using it for work, she went about collecting business cards as usual.

After introducing themselves, the group of entrepreneurs started chatting casually.

However, their idle talk might seem aimless on the surface.

But, in reality, it was filled with inquiry and probing.

Those who were good at seizing opportunities could often catch many business opportunities and chances from these casual conversations.

As one of the top enterprises in their respective food chains, Richelle, relatively speaking, did not need to explore cooperation opportunities from these casual talks but could still unearth new business opportunities.

However, her primary focus today was on the Thompsons and the Lilliputs.

“The rising fuel prices this year have had a significant impact on shipping and logistics, haven’t they?”

Richelle tried to bring up a topic that would resonate with the six or seven industry entrepreneurs around her.

As expected, her remark sparked a lively discussion among them.

Richelle listened carefully, occasionally voicing her opinions.

After fully integrating herself into the conversation, she casually mentioned,

“It seems like the ones most affected are smaller companies, as larger enterprises can manipulate industry rules and better adapt for survival.” “Absolutely, take the Thompsons, for example, a leading company in their industry. They take up the most profitable upper-tier businesses, leaving the less relevant ones for the middle-tier and lower-tier enterprises.”

Richelle feigned ignorance, “The Thompsons? I thought they mainly focused on ocean shipping?”

“That was before. This year’s situation is different. They’re monopolizing the industry’s major businesses, the surplus of which gets handed down to smaller middle-tier and lower-tier enterprises. It’s been a tough year for logistics and transport companies.”

This was news to Richelle.

“Aren’t monopolies supposed to be regulated by trade unions?”

“The unions are filled with their people. How could they possibly regulate?”

After chatting for a while, Richelle was called away by Nathan Caroule. Overall, though, she had gained some insights from the conversation.

The summit officially began, and after the host finished their analysis and introduction, the leaders delivered their speeches.

As the leaders took turns speaking on stage, Richelle took the time to organize the information she acquired from the different people she had met earlier in the day.

After the several leaders finished their speeches, it was Richelle’s turn to present.

Before taking the stage, Nathan Caroule tried to pass her the speech script again, but she stubbornly refused.

Richelle had memorized Roy Lewis’s script so well that she could recite it backwards.

Even several thunderous rounds of applause that forced her to pause did not affect the smoothness of her presentation.

Demonstrating remarkable coherence during the subsequent media interviews, Richelle was even humorously referred to as the female version of Master Lewis by a reporter.

Richelle merely brushed off that remark with a smile, offering no response.

After the interview report was released, a group of self-proclaimed Richelle Dunn fans quickly defended her in the comments section below the article.

“I won’t deny that Master Lewis is outstanding, but every time I pass the Lewis Technology Building with admiration and reverence in my heart, it feels like a surging river. When I found out that Ms. Dunn was the architect, I willingly call her Master Dunn!”

“The Lewis Technology Building can be considered East Asia’s most aesthetically pleasing and practical modern construction. ‘Amazing’ just doesn’t do it justice.”

“Master Lewis is Master Lewis; Master Dunn is Master Dunn. They are both brilliant in their own right. Calling her the female Master Lewis, who are they underestimating?!”

When Roy Lewis saw these comments, he also agreed with them.

He called Richelle to show her the comments and asked for her thoughts.

Richelle shrugged, “Not much to think about, really. Just thankful for their support!”

Roy was puzzled, “You don’t feel a little bit happy? Seeing so many people supporting you on your ascension to godhood, you’re on track to becoming a deity even sooner than your mentor.”

Richelle was honest, “To be frank, the Lewis Technology Building is a thing of the past for me. I’ve long since lost that sense of excitement.”

“Was it at its peak when you received the award?”

Richelle shook her head, looking at him as if he were a fool.

“How could it be? The happiness was never about the awards; it was about finishing the design of the building that I had pictured, which matched my imagination perfectly.. The moment I finished it, I was so overjoyed I screamed and jumped like a maniac!”