'The Ding Corporation is leaving no way out for the other companies. Either they meekly let themselves be swallowed up, or they get out of this region and develop elsewhere. There's practically no third option.'
That was ruthless.
Qiu Shan found it extremely troublesome.
He had originally thought he would need several more weeks before facing the current predicament.
Who would have thought they would come charging in so aggressively already?
'If I had a few weeks, I could still make arrangements calmly, gradually resolve the crisis, and save the company. But my opponent came too quickly. I can't stop them. I really can't.'
It was just like going to war.
If you received advance warning of an enemy attack, you would certainly build defensive fortifications to resist it, greatly increasing your chances of withstanding the enemy's assault.
But Qiu Shan had made no preparations at all. How was he supposed to stop them?
'If I lose the company, my hands will be tied.'
In this world, the one thing people couldn't do without was money.
With money,
everything became easier.
After all, money could make even gods work for you.
Losing the company was equivalent to losing a machine that produced wealth.
How could Qiu Shan accept that?
'Ding Ling. I have to find a way to confront him as soon as possible.'
Qiu Shan gritted his teeth.
He kept flipping through the documents in his hands. The more he read, the more alarming they became.
Many projects that he and Qin Fang had painstakingly negotiated were now choosing to terminate their contracts with him, suspend or cancel their cooperation, and work with the Ding Corporation instead.
The Ding Corporation was a rising Great Sun, and the benefits of cooperating with it were obvious to everyone.
Compared to the