"It wouldn't have come to this so soon, it's just that, in this incident, the Luo Family has played somewhat of a catalyst role," Luo Jiahao admitted, "Think about it, after our conversation today, since we are not friends, then we are enemies. We had no choice but to resort to this tactic, yet we still hope to achieve glory together with Zunbai Zhisheng. Such a simple wish, don't you agree, Mr. Ron?"
After Luo Jiahao finished speaking, Luo Jiaqi took over, continuing, "Investing five hundred million really isn't much, it's all about everyone's benefits – you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours!"
One person threatening, the other persuading.
Ron's eyes were exceptionally dark, his body tensed up like a tiger facing a threat.
One of his hands was gripped tightly on the armrest of the chair, veins popping on the back of his hand.
Miranda was somewhat dumbfounded.
She believed in Bai Xiaosheng's ability to solve problems, to raise the funds, even five hundred million.
But!
Time!
