A commotion rippled through the crowd. They had not expected Lin Taichu to resort to such an extreme measure.
"Are you crazy?" that voice shrieked. "If you do this, you'll die too!"
"Of course I know," Lin Taichu said. "But I'd rather die than watch you get your way."
The crowd fell silent. They knew Lin Taichu was serious. Fear began to take hold, because they knew he had nothing left to lose.
"Fine, we accept your terms," the voice finally conceded. "Go on. What are your conditions?"
Lin Taichu smiled faintly. He knew he had won. He laid out his terms, demanding that they relinquish control of the company and guarantee that they would no longer interfere with its operations.
The big shots in the crowd helplessly accepted Lin Taichu's conditions. They knew they had no other choice. Lin Taichu put down the remote, and the big shots gradually left. They knew they had lost.
In truth, Lin Taichu could easily have suppressed them with his own strength, but for now, he decided it was better to keep a low profile.
After this incident, Lin Taichu found that his company encountered far fewer obstacles in its operations. It seemed word of what had happened had spread throughout the business world.
This left Lin Taichu greatly relieved. He knew his plan was progressing very smoothly.
Meanwhile, in a lavishly decorated study in a villa somewhere in Yanjing City, two Old Men sat on a sofa, their expressions shifting unpredictably.
One of the Old Men said, "It seems that young man is even more formidable than we expected."
The other Old Man snorted. "So what if he is? He's merely relying on the weapon in his hand."
"Weapons are always necessary," the Old Man said. "He has a remote-controlled bomb in