Wang Jian sat on the plush couch in the penthouse suite, the skyline of California sprawling out behind him as the sun dipped below the horizon. He drummed his fingers on his knee, his mind racing with thoughts about the next move against Langston Industries. He needed to escalate things—take the fight to a more personal level.
Charlotte and Sarah were seated on the other side of the room, their expressions serious as they waited for Wang Jian to speak. He finally broke the silence, looking up at them with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Alright, listen up," Wang Jian began, his voice calm yet intense. "We need to change our approach. We've been attacking their business, but it's time to hit them where it really hurts—right in their home. We're going after David and his family."
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You're talking about something more direct, aren't you? Not just their business operations."