Xiao Qiang's brow furrowed, his face grim, his expression quite unpleasant.
He was used to solving problems with his strength, yet the issue at hand could not be simply resolved with power alone — it was indeed extremely challenging.
Through his cognitive reading over the past few days, Xiao Qiang had gained a fair understanding of many aspects of business warfare in this world. However, he knew the opponent's move this time would not be so straightforward.
The sky was growing darker, and by the time the stock market opened the next day, the Miao Group, without its financial manipulator, would be unable to block the onslaught from Fourth Master Zeng.
If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have enough time to prevent it, letting the Miao family be swallowed up alive.
Yet, Xiao Qiang simply smiled faintly and dialed another number.
"Zhang Yunhai? This is Xiao Qiang."
