However, based on Li Fei's current position, Uncle De would not resort to any strong-arm tactics today. Just as Zhao Jie had previously thought, throwing Li Fei out from here was simply unrealistic.
In the Jianghu, everything is about calculating costs. When your costs and returns can't form a positive ratio, then that's a deal you don't make, whether it's aimed at people, events, or the market capital itself.
Zhao Jie took a deep breath and forced a smile. Uncle De's bland few sentences here today counted as a huge favor to Zhao Jie. Even though Li Fei and Sophie understood what Zhao Jie was really thinking today, including the way he slammed the table just now, some things weren't laid out openly, which meant there was still room to maneuver.
At that moment, Zhao Jie stood up, straightened his collar with a cold snort. His green attire was still strikingly conspicuous. He glanced at Li Fei and said indifferently, "See you in Pengcheng."
