Lin Feng's pace wasn't very fast as he slowly made his way to the conference room.
Xiaobu did what he had to do, now it's his problem.
He could guess what conditions his father laid out to his second uncle to agree to let him take the lead.
That's nothing more than the killing of Lu Xiaobu.
Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't yet taken control of power, perhaps he would have been quite willing to do it.
But for now, Lu Xiaobu must live—for one, to repay favors, and secondly, for the grand strategic direction!
While pondering strategies, he ambled into the conference room.
As the doors of the conference room closed, a 'great battle' commenced!
(Skipping the details; if interested, I'll write an extra chapter when I have the time.)
...
Three days later.
Lu Xiaobu received a call from Lin Feng.
"Get the drinks ready, I'm coming over for a drink,"
Lin Feng sounded in a very good mood when he spoke to Lu Xiaobu.
