Anthony was listening to the report with one hand behind his back, his gaze picking at it.

It's a factory built on the river, which is hardly desirable except for the geographical advantage - after all, it's on the banks of the Huangpu River, an inch of land, and it's really hard to find a place this big.

His eyes briefly swept over the somewhat drab walls of the plant, and made a turn to land on an object on the shore.

Was it something washed up by the high tide? Frowning, Anthony waved his hand to indicate the people around him to stop reporting, and walked straight towards the...