When the gap could be seen and felt, when the peach could be picked with only a slight jump, it was easy for everyone to stir up their fighting spirit and work hard.
However, when the gap became despair itself, when the peach was hanging atop Mount Everest, then aside from a very few diehard loyalists who refused to see reason, probably no one would have any other thoughts.
Without a doubt, whether it was Hoover, the king of agents, or the decision-makers of the major merchant syndicates and financial conglomerates, they were all truly the sort who knew how to adapt to the times.
Merchants and agents had no such thing as integrity.
When they saw the Fujiwara Family Head standing respectfully beside Xu Yue, as well as the two peerless beauties pressing their ample chests against him while clinging to his arms, they naturally found their own way out.
We don't have what those two have, so we can't imitate them—but are we really any worse than the Fujiwara Family Head?
If it really comes down to it, with the Space's surgical capabilities and authority, it wouldn't be impossible to make some changes at a cost. The only concern is that he might not accept that sort of thing, making the effort futile or even provoking his disgust.
For an agent chief with no real bottom line, along with several capitalists with even less of one, dignity was only useful when facing those beneath them.
Precisely because of their status and strength, they understood even more clearly what the earlier display had meant!
It looked like the boss had directly swallowed up all of Japan. The recent change of Japan's throne must have been the boss's handiwork as well.
That fiery empress who had seemingly been getting intimate