Feng Le was no better off, Duan Yanran's retaliation caught them completely off guard. In their many years dominating the business world, they had never experienced such a significant loss.
"We need to prepare properly, we can't just let this go," Feng Le said to Sun Yangxiao as he drank.
"Of course we can't let it go. If we do, we wouldn't be able to return to the Capital," Sun Yangxiao drained his glass in one gulp and began to think of countermeasures. They couldn't just sit and wait for their doom.
After discussing through the night, they only came up with a compromise—minimize the losses first. As for the companies they had poached, they needed to secure them before figuring out a strategy to compete with Benma Real Estate.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
The doorbell rang. Sun Yangxiao and Feng Le were resting in the villa; they had only just finished their discussion and rested for less than an hour.