"Are the proposal and report ready?"
Linna sat in the car heading to the airport, with Mellon beside her.
Since Army Ant had grown stronger, various government departments had drawn up plans to restrict and target Ant Army Group. Not to mention the CIA—there was also the Ministry of Commerce and the Department of Justice. After their strategic failure in Syria, the Department of Defense had joined them as well.
But the departments had not worked together wholeheartedly, and Ant Army Group had escaped disaster every time.
This trip to Washington was not only to submit a report, but also to discuss long-term plans, including infiltrating Ant Army Group.
"They're all ready." Mellon patted the briefcase at his side.
"How is the plan against Army Ant coming along?"
"I'm not sure." Mellon sighed and shook his head. From the beginning until now, Ant Army Group had never taken the bait. Everything he had seen had been insignificant, inconsequential matters.
Public opinion only made some people stop buying Ant Army Group's products. Army Ant had suffered losses, but nothing that damaged its foundation.
Even now, the effectiveness of their plan remained uncertain.
"Neither Chen Mo nor Zhao Min has made a public appearance. I feel like they have a backup plan to deal with this. Although the public-opinion offensive has certainly caused them considerable losses, theoretically, they should have come forward to refute the rumors. But Chen Mo and Zhao Min have shown no reaction at all. I can't figure out what they're thinking."
"Maybe you moved too quickly and made them suspicious," Linna said.
"They wouldn't need to be suspicious. As the people involved, they knew from the start that the photos were fake. They definitely knew someone was targeting them. If they knew someone was spreading rumors against them,