When Lin Qi said he was returning to the Federation, Mr. Wo Delike became interested. "When are you planning to come back?"
Lin Qi glanced at the calendar. "At the end of the month, or the beginning of next month."
"All right. Call me when you get back. I have some other things to discuss with you."
The two soon hung up.
Once he returned, he would choose an auspicious day and launch an antitrust lawsuit against Northern Industrial Group's heavy industries.
If it were merely an assassination attempt against the president, perhaps only one company would fall. It was even possible that not a single company would collapse, and only a few individuals would go down.
But their downfall did not mean they were finished for good. These people would shoulder all the charges, then live comfortably in prison.
The Federation's privately run prisons were barely stricter than resorts in terms of lax management, like the prison where Old Fox had spent his final days.
Apart from not being able to leave whenever they wanted, they were practically nursing homes—resorts!
They could even have women sent to them twice a week. If they really needed to leave for some reason, the prison would permit it, though someone would have to accompany them.
Those scapegoats were wealthy to begin with. Combined with the sacrifices they had made for the company, they could easily spend the rest of their lives in such "retirement prisons."
That was not what Lin Qi wanted to see. What he wanted was to topple Northern Industrial Group and force a reshuffling of the industry.
And the antitrust lawsuit was his trump card.
It could not only tie all the Group Companies together, but also link them to the case involving the president's assassination.
First, they would