Entering the Command Room.
Tang Qing frowned, unsure how today's events would unfold.
If negotiations broke down, he would lose his primary means of making money through arbitrage, which would be a devastating blow to his financial status.
On the other hand, if negotiations went 'smoothly' and the other party tacitly accepted his transactions—even if there were upper limits—it would turn out to be a win-win situation.
But, regardless of the outcome, he had to flex his muscles and show the other party his strength so they wouldn't dare to indulge in any foul play otherwise, they won't go anywhere.
'Food' didn't have the luxury to lay down terms—it couldn't even determine its own fate.
"Tang Yi, take down this website, the address is…" Tang Qing, who had made a decision, gave the address and the method of redirection.
"Yes, Commander," replied Tang Yi. Then he spun around, passed the task onto Little Two and set about delegating it.
