Last time, while evading capture and hiding in the sewers, he missed the optimal time for treatment on his legs, and they were amputated out of necessity.
Bo Kecheng's eyes were bloodshot, gripping the armrest tightly as the corner of his mouth lifted into a chilling arc.
"Having snatched that major project, Lu's must be in total disarray by now."
Those people surely didn't expect a product identical to theirs to hit the market so soon; they're probably searching for a traitor among their employees now…
Previously, he had not seen the light; there was no need for him to confront Lu's head-on.
A gleam flashed in Bo Kecheng's eyes, and he whispered softly, "Lu's, just you wait."
With the memories of his past life, all he needed to do was to get to market before them each time, registering and releasing Lu's new products first, and they would naturally collapse.
Laughter that seemed to seep into the bones echoed through the abandoned factory.
