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With this call of 'brother', Third Young Master Ye suddenly clenched his fists and his veins throbbed. Despite that, he still wore an elegant and charming smile that was overbearing. "When shit hits the fan and you panic, you can never be too sure whether those antics will save you!"

Cheng Anya was a little baffled. A lot of things happened in the past two days, and the situation was starting to clear. With a clear victory in sight, even the President of the United States could not change the situation.

Every country has its laws, which along with public opinion would not allow Louis to bring back MBS International from the dead. Whether Third Young Master Ye stopped did not matter.

A period of time was needed to regain consumer confidence. How could Louis, who would immensely struggle to re-establish corporate image, be so confident?