"Don't be so naive, Georgia! Think about it carefully, is there really such a possibility?" Brulong sneered.

Georgia glanced at Andrea, and seeing that no one supported her point of view, she had no choice but to shut up.

"Have you thought about what methods you could use to contact Lin Dong?"

At this moment, a young man in a blue suit at the table suddenly spoke up.

His name was Alfred.

He had been listening attentively to the other four family leaders without offering any opinions.

However, the question Alfred raised at that moment truly baffled everyone present.

Yes, even if they wanted to make peace, where would they find Lin Dong?

Based on the way this Eastern man had acted the past two days, he had been hiding in the shadows.

He appears and disappears mysteriously every day; unless he shows himself, no one knows where he is.

The meeting room fell completely silent.

After a full two minutes, Brulong's eyes behind his glasses suddenly lit up, revealing a glint of intelligence:

"How about we try placing an ad in the newspaper?"

"No, no, no! Publishing in the newspaper is too slow, let me think about it some more... Hmm? I have an even bolder idea!"

“We can create a giant banner and hang it at the highest point on the exterior wall of this building.”

"Write the content in Chinese, and use the largest possible font!"

"Once this calligraphy is hung up, the whole city will know about it, reporters will flock here and publicize it extensively, and we can even save on newspaper advertising fees!"

"Hahaha... I refuse to believe that Lin Dong won't see this?"

Brullen laughed triumphantly.

Depend on!

Is this okay?

You're a brilliant kid! You're absolutely a genius!

The other four looked at each other in bewilderment.

The method is good, but isn't it a bit too sycophantic?

Andrea, in particular, was so angry that his face turned red and white. He felt nothing but grief and indignation, as well as utter helplessness and resentment.

In the Camorai Mafia, any major decision is always made by voting, and in case of disagreement, the minority submits to the majority.

The current situation is quite clear: the vote for surrender is definitely 4 to 1.

Therefore, his strong opposition alone was useless.

....................................

Three hours later.

A gray-blue banner, 5 meters wide and about 30 meters long, was hung down from the top of the Camole Building along its exterior wall.

Six bold, black Chinese characters, extremely eye-catching:

[Lin Dong, we surrender!]

This outrageous and eye-catching stunt immediately attracted the attention of the city's residents and spread rapidly.

Just half an hour later, reporters who had heard the news surrounded the 32-story building.

Dozens of cameras and lenses were all aimed at the bizarre mural on the building's exterior wall.

Tonight's TV news and tomorrow's newspaper headlines will have yet another new story to tell!

The once invincible Camole Mafia is actually about to surrender to an Asian man?

Note that this is not a peace negotiation, but a surrender!

Those damn mafia, usually so arrogant and domineering, how could they do something so shameful this time?

To survive, they'd even throw away their dignity?

How terrified and desperate must they have been in the face of Lin Dong?