Xu Yang took a break before looking for Ma Yangrong.
"Old Ma, I hope I haven't disturbed your work?"
Xu Yang entered Ma Yangrong's office and sat down on the sofa.
"Mr. Xu, what are you talking about? Is there something you need?"
Ma Yangrong got up from behind his desk, walked over, and sat opposite Xu Yang.
Every time Xu Yang came, he had something to say; he wouldn't come just to have tea and chat without a purpose.
After all, he had many things to attend to himself.
"Indeed, I have something, and it's very important," Xu Yang said.
"Mr. Xu, please speak," Ma Yangrong took on a serious tone.
"Old Ma, what are your thoughts on business warfare?" Xu Yang didn't go straight to the point but instead asked a question.
"Business warfare?" Ma Yangrong was taken aback.
"That's right, business warfare," Xu Yang nodded.
"The so-called business warfare is about defeating the competitors by any means necessary; this is my simple understanding," Ma Yangrong pondered and replied.
