"Fang Jueyu, you're incredible!" After the three of them entered the elevator, Wang Cong immediately gave him a thumbs up.
Although they got along quite well in private, in the business world, Wang Cong had suffered more than once at Xiang You's hands, and it was the first time he had seen Xiang You so deflated.
In just a few minutes, Jueyu had cut off the supply and sales channels of Xiang You's two publicly listed companies, and it would probably not be long before his stocks started to tumble, followed by a decrease in assets. That was no small loss, considering that those two companies comprised almost half of Xiang You's revenue.
"Zhuang Ying, how did you do it?" Fang Jueyu asked. "Even if my business is ubiquitous, we couldn't possibly have found all the partners of those two companies so quickly, right?"
