The negotiations had gone on for three straight days.
Both sides were growing weary.
This high-intensity battle of wits and mental endurance had left everyone exhausted.
Yet everyone still appeared energetic, forcing themselves to stay alert.
Because both sides understood that this was precisely when results were most likely to emerge.
A momentary lapse could give the other side an opening to exploit.
Lu Chengwen had no team at his side, but he could still hold meetings and coordinate with his people through conference calls. The only problem was that even tasks like organizing the meeting minutes had to be done personally by Lu Chengwen.
Life without a secretary was truly exhausting.
The good news was that the two sides did not have major disagreements over the overall framework.
Aside from the Chengwen District project in Xue City, this was Lu Chengwen's first project truly worth hundreds of billions.
The Xue City project had been an accident. He had only had a few tens of billions himself and had needed to scrape together every last asset he had. He had never expected the other three families to jump in and lend their support.
Besides, Lu Chengwen had not been trying to make money back then. He had thought that even taking a loss would be fine, as long as Chengwen District was built. Whether he became a hundred-billionaire or merely a billionaire made little difference to him.
But this time was different.
The money belonged to the Tianwu Clan, and the opponent was the Mo Family. He could neither let the Tianwu Clan suffer a major loss nor allow the Mo Family to gain so many benefits for nothing.
But now a problem had arisen.
The Mo Family did not have a big enough slate of projects. At most, they