Inside the office.
Yu Qin no longer paid attention to Lucas and continued to gaze at "Arms Tycoon."
'The time has come to deliver.'
'Karl, stocky and well-built, was holding the guns I had made and testing them at the shooting range—bang, bang, bang—a few hundred shots in succession.'
'He rated these armaments very highly.'
'—Comparable to a professional military factory!'
'From this point on, the path of an arms tycoon was laid out before me, and I didn't hesitate; I stepped onto it calmly.'
'...'
Yu Qin didn't read quickly.
As the saying goes, "The writing reflects the writer," indeed, one can also know a person through their writings.
Although she had been involved in the arms trade for years, in the quiet of the night, she would also immerse herself in some classics, like adorning the City of Sin with flowers.
"Arms Tycoon," while not a timeless classic, was undoubtedly a novel tailor-made for Yu Qin at that moment.