"What do you think?" Zhang Heng asked Qiu Ming.
"That depends on what aspect you're asking about," Qiu Ming said, continuing his exemplary behavior. He was now answering every question without holding anything back.
"As for who'll win, no matter how long Mr. G has prepared, how strong his mobilization and brainwashing abilities are, or how powerful the armed force he has gathered may be, his opponent is Shen Tang Morgan. They have virtually unlimited resources. Even if all the police are wiped out, they still have the Emergency Response Squad and other armed forces they can deploy. Taking it a step further, even if Mr. G somehow manages to take out all those forces too, Shen Tang Morgan can still recruit applicants and directly write memories into them to turn them into soldiers. Not to mention the support from headquarters behind them."
Qiu Ming paused. "Of course, if it really comes to that, New Shanghai 0297's management won't get to keep their positions either. My present will be their future. To protect their jobs, they'll definitely do everything they can to minimize the impact. I don't know what Mr. G is planning, but I'd guess the most direct purpose of launching this riot is to pressure management. And management clearly knows that, so his goal won't be easy to achieve..."
Just as Qiu Ming was analyzing the current situation, Zhang Heng received an incoming communication request from an unknown source.
Zhang Heng gestured for Qiu Ming to wait, then accepted the call. Mr. G's voice came from the other end. "How is your task going?"
"It's almost finished," Zhang Heng replied.
"What about the item? Is it with you now?"
"Yeah."
"You've seen the news, right? We're already at war with Shen Tang Morgan. So according to our agreement,