"Oh! Evolon, I almost forgot,have you dug into the background of the Eastern Consortium?" Arthur exclaimed, patting his head as if to shake off a lingering thought.
"Yes, Sir! I've already done that!" Evolon replied enthusiastically.
"Good! Tell me about the Eastern Consortium's background," Arthur said, leaning back in his chair and swirling the wine in his glass like a fine vintage.
"Sir, the Eastern Consortium is a behemoth,a giant. They are not merely an organization; they are a legacy."
Arthur raised an eyebrow. "How old?"
"Four hundred seventy-two years," Evolon stated confidently. "Born from the ashes of the Silk Road dynasties and forged in this century's corporate wars. They don't just operate,they endure."
Suddenly, a massive screen flickered to life, projecting a complex web of interconnected nodes,each representing a sector of the Consortium's sprawling empire.
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