Dark clouds churned, and lightning flashed amidst thunderous roars.
Torrential rain fell from the sky as if to submerge the entire city.
After shutting the window, Wu Jie drew the curtains.
Turning around, he saw Tang Xiao still holding her laptop, deeply engrossed in her research.
"Better get some sleep; it's already one in the morning!"
Tang Xiao glanced at Wu Jie,
"Do you really think I can sleep with the situation as it is now? The crisis of stoppages and suspensions hasn't been resolved, and we've fallen into the encirclement crisis of the three corporate giants. Our group is literally losing millions by the minute!"
Wu Jie smiled lightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled Tang Xiao beside him.
"Worrying won't help!"
"This time it won't end quickly until one side is utterly shaken and begs for mercy."
Tang Xiao sighed softly and asked,
"So do you have any plan to turn the tide and quickly resolve the crisis?"
