But now they had actually reached into his own territory. He could not swallow this insult.
Night deepened.
Ye Chen entered the Peninsula Hotel with Gangsheng and headed straight into a private room.
Jackson, Eagle Sauce's ambassador to Hong Kong, was already seated inside, waiting for some time.
"Mr. Ye." Jackson rose to greet him, a standard diplomatic smile on his face.
"Ambassador Jackson, get straight to the point." Ye Chen remained composed, a faint smile lingering at the corners of his lips.
A flicker of irritation passed through Jackson's eyes, but vanished in an instant. At this point, Eagle Sauce had already begun to reveal the arrogant undercurrent it would one day carry as the "lighthouse of the world."
The Red White Bear was teetering on the brink of collapse. Anyone with eyes could see it.
Its sole rival capable of locking arms with it was falling. How could Eagle Sauce not get carried away?
In Jackson's eyes, having to bow his head to Ye Chen was simply the greatest humiliation.
What kind of existence were they? Eagle Sauce, beneath the Stars and Stripes, who considered themselves the chosen ones.
And Ye Chen? He was nothing more than a commoner who had clawed his way out of the mud.
"Mr. Ye, I believe there is still room for our cooperation to continue." Jackson lifted his teacup, his tone gentle but carrying the certainty of someone looking down from on high.
"Ambassador, do you believe that yourself?" Ye Chen's lips curved slightly as he met his gaze calmly.
"Mr. Ye, I am not joking. Eagle Sauce currently possesses the largest consumer market in the world. If you withdraw entirely, I'm afraid your losses will be no small matter." Jackson set down his cup, his tone steady.
"That's right. Eagle Sauce's