President Bai turned his gaze to Wang Jin.

"Vice President Wang, please give us an answer. How should this matter be handled next?"

It was originally a scheme to curry favor with the Fujigen Chamber of Commerce. Now they have dirt on everyone. If he didn't have a powerful backer, he'd be willing to cut off his head and let them kick him around like a ball.

We're all in business; who doesn't know how to seek profit and avoid harm?

With these things in the Fu family's hands, none of them can stand up for themselves. Anyone who tries to oppose them will die, and they can be back to square one overnight. If someone works diligently their whole life and ends up with nothing, they won't be able to rest in peace even after death.

If you kill a thousand enemies but lose eight hundred of your own, you can risk it all for the sake of future gains and make up for it later. But with this situation, it's killing a thousand enemies but losing a hundred thousand. How can you possibly win?

At this moment, the heads of the other companies also finished reading the documents in their hands and all looked at Wang Jin, their expressions all grim.

Wang Jin saw the expressions on everyone's faces and his heart sank. Not only them, but the Chamber of Commerce had also failed this time.

If these things were to materialize and spread, none of them present would be spared; they would all be imprisoned. And all of this was merely to eliminate the threat to the Fujiwara Trading Company, not for their immediate interests.

Therefore, it's not worth it!

Even if they fight to the bitter end, who will help them turn things around after they hit rock bottom?

The Huashi Chamber of Commerce and the Tengyuan Chamber of Commerce have always been sucking up to Tengyuan's status. Now that things have gone wrong, they expect Tengyuan to help them turn things around? What are they thinking? Who would throw money away for a dog?

“Vice President Wang, we’re withdrawing with a hundred billion. You can do whatever you want with us.” President Bai couldn’t wait for Wang Jin to come out of his silence and made the decision first.

He was afraid of death, but also afraid of losing everything. In any case, the Huashi Chamber of Commerce dared not let all 37 of them die. Given Zhu Gui's example and the fact that the purge in Guangzhou was not yet over, the Huashi Chamber of Commerce leadership was likely aware of the need to avoid harming the innocent.

"Vice President Wang, Jing Lanxiang is withdrawing..."

"Vice President Wang, Bolan Jingye is withdrawing..."

...

The departure of one person in charge after another left Wang Jin with a grim face, but he didn't say a word or try to stop them. He simply watched them leave with a sullen expression.

With a smile on his face, Fu Quan watched one business tycoon after another get up and leave. The pent-up frustration in his heart dissipated completely, and the clear and comfortable feeling in his lungs made him want to laugh out loud.

He's been so bored these past few months!

Suddenly remembering something, he looked at Yuan Zhuan, and the two smiled at each other.

Fu Dong had a smile on his face the whole time. From the moment he received those documents, he had already foreseen the outcome of today's meeting. It has to be said that he really still needs a long, long time to hone his skills.

Yuan Zhuan is too strong!

With such a powerful figure by their side, what future does the Fu family have to worry about?

"Cao Ming, give me the backup." With only Wang Jin left from the contractor, another objective for the day arrived.

"Backup? I don't have a backup. This is all. Of course, if you go back on your word, I can collect more in a minute." Cao Ming shrugged and spread his hands, looking like a complete scoundrel. His words carried a smug tone that made Wang Jin want to punch him.

"Good, good, good!!" Wang Jin shouted three "good"s in a row, his anger almost making him lose his mind. His chest heaved violently. He stood up and slammed his fist heavily on the table, his facial muscles contorted.

Seeing that the person was about to leave, Wu Tianqing and Bai Jianqiang blocked the door from the left and right.

"President Cao, what do you mean by this?" Wang Jin turned to the side and shouted sternly.

Cao Ming spun his chair around, the wheels turning to face Wang Jin. The smile on his face made Wang Jin grit his teeth in hatred. "You sycophantic Tengyuan Chamber of Commerce, why don't you explain your affairs to them properly? Since they're your enemies, you should at least know how you got here, right?"

"Dream on!" After saying that, for reasons unknown, Wang Jin actually pulled out the gun from his chest and pulled the trigger at Cao Ming.

With a 'bang!', the bullet pierced the ceiling, and Wang Jin was pinned to the ground. His gun was taken from him, and his hands were dislocated. He screamed in agony.

Cao Ming clutched his chest, his heart pounding wildly.

"My goodness, I almost lost my life!" Cao Ming stood up from the stool, took a few steps closer, and kicked Wang Jin's hands several times.

'Click click...'

"Ahhhhhh..."

Fu Dong wiped away a cold sweat. This young CEO Cao is quite ruthless.

Fu Quan glanced at his good-for-nothing son. "He's always working for the boss, how could he be weak?"

The manager of Gray Angels watched as all the 'bastards' from Yuan's Security left, but still didn't see Vice President Wang come out. Worried, he immediately brought people in to check.

When he saw Wang Jin's face swollen like a steamed bun, his limbs limp and powerless, lying motionless on the ground like a rag doll, he shuddered and his gaze fixed on the black pistol on the ground.

Oh my god!

It’s over!

Dead!!

What kind of bad karma did he create to be working today?

Why doesn't the chairman come back to receive them personally?

How dare those bastards from Yuan's security leave the scene unattended and just walk away? At least try to cover your tracks!

Call the police! We have to call the police! Someone's dead, and if we don't call the police, how will he take responsibility?

With his legs giving way, the manager collapsed to the ground, his mind blank. The other three bodyguards who had come with him saw the horrific scene, their faces paled, and they exchanged glances before turning and running away.

They ran away...

Suddenly, Wang Jin, who seemed dead, let out a groan, startling the manager so much that he stared intently at Wang Jin's 'corpse.'

The corpse's head moved, turning in a different direction, as if surveying its surroundings.

He's not dead!!

The manager, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, felt a surge of relief and felt alive again. He scrambled over and pulled the man into his arms. "Vice President Wang, are you alright? Oh my goodness, my Vice President, what happened to you? Those bastards from Yuan's Security, they deserve to die! You wait, I'm calling an ambulance right now, and then the police..."

The manager's agitated demeanor was like an act; it was worthless.

Wu Tianqing stood on the curb opposite the clubhouse, watching the ambulance take Wang Jin away before leaving.

As for worrying that the other party will call the police, haha~ he actually hopes so.

District Hospital.

Qin Mu finally saw Wang Jin, but Wang Jin had fractures in all four limbs and his jawbone. He could only gurgle and his words were incoherent. Tears were streaming down his face. Needless to say, Qin Mu understood and asked him to help him take revenge.

Revenge, haha...

Damn it, if he could handle it, he wouldn't need to bring his men to their doorstep; he would have skinned them alive long ago!

The strangest thing is that he can neither talk about nor write about what happened that day; if he tries to reveal it to anyone, he faints.

This method is inhuman! It's like the devil himself!!