Just as Zhang Xiang was about to turn around, he had a second thought and said in a deep voice, "Leave quickly, the sooner the better."
Zhang Xiang imdiately understood his intention and slamd on the accelerator. The car sped away.
A few streets away, they could see the entrance with flas shooting into the sky.
A fire breaking out in such weather was truly bizarre.
However, soon the sirens blared, and the fire trucks arrived.
When Wan Donglin watched the news at ho, there was no report at all, not even a word about the small incident at a certain resort. Moreover, it was a false alarm, with no losses.
With such stringent security at the resort, and Zhang being no pushover, they were undoubtedly prepared long ago.
He thought to himself: Old Zhou isn’t trying to kill anyone; he wants to force Zhang into a confrontation.
The most bizarre thing was that, that sa night, there was news about Zhang’s company, with him making a very high-profile appearance at the company’s new product launch.
This move undoubtedly told the relevant parties: I’m still alive, and doing well.
The era of lying low and biding ti is over.
It was only now that these two masters officially opened the curtain on their showdown.
He returned ho, and it was already early morning.
The lights in the living room had been kept on.
Liu Daqing was sitting on the chair, holding an internal docunt, still wearing her reading glasses. It was clear she had been following the matter closely.
"Mom, you haven’t rested yet?"
Liu Daqing took off her reading glasses and placed them on the table, "I left so supper for you; have so."
Wan Donglin drank a bowl of soup, and only then did Liu Daqing speak: "Have you really decided?"
Wan Donglin was very cautious: "Mom, I should have told you, but I was afraid you’d worry."
Liu Daqing stood up and took a few steps. Her expression was also very serious. She was well aware of her son’s thoughts. After all, the Wan and Zhou families had many years of friendship, and in the eyes of the outsiders, Old Zhou and Old Wan were almost as close as sworn brothers. Even though they were now at odds, a complete shift would an the advent of true turmoil.
"In fact, when Old Zhou and I obtained incriminating evidence against each other, we had already completely severed ties."
"Zhang’s company is also unfathomable."
"There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. My own judgnt is that Zhang has a 60% chance of coming out on top."
"How so?"
"At the very least, Zhang has a much better reputation. Moreover, Zhang is very low-key, and the company’s operations are much better. In contrast, the Zhou family’s direct relatives are very high-profile, constantly flaunting their wealth, and their reputation is very poor. Especially in past years, although it’s gotten a bit better recently, it’s already too late. Plus, their business scope is too broad, and product competitiveness has greatly declined... Comparatively, Zhang is much better in this aspect..."
Most businesspeople lack foresight and strategic vision.
Instead, it’s soone like Zhang, who is dedicated to a century-long developnt, that’s more frightening—he’s firmly set on one goal. This also ans he doesn’t have many flaws, reducing many potentially fatal points of attack.
Zhang’s company is relatively much safer.
Liu Daqing continued to ponder.
Wan Donglin himself was very aware that in situations like these, unless a major turning point occurred or was engineered, the consequences were really hard to predict.
"Enough, enough, Donglin, since you’ve made your decision, I’ll support you."
He sincerely said, "Mom, I’ve always been afraid you would bla ."
Why would I bla you? I’ve been worried these days, unable to make up my mind, always wavering isn’t a solution. Since you’ve made the decision for , I feel relieved."
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