Face-to-Face Confrontation
From the other party's words and rhythm, Li Bai became increasingly certain of their intentions, and he revealed an undisguised sneer.
Kunlun Demon Realm Company's flagship product, Snow Skin Lotion, had not officially entered the European market. Its current sales channels did not yet cover all of Southeast Asia, let alone the whole of Asia.
On the surface, these troublesome European companies had no way to do anything to Kunlun Demon Realm Company. Besides, Huaxia was the Big Shot of Asia—no one in this region dared to point fingers at it.
When they saw that their underhanded methods had failed, they planned to resolve the matter indirectly through conciliation. If force would not work, they would try softness instead. They had certainly made a fine calculation.
CEO Ni Mengqin finally realized what was happening. Horror gradually appeared on her face. What? Pay with their lives?
What exactly had happened? How could it possibly involve human lives?
Barton Williams, who had tried to intervene as a mediator, twitched at the corner of his mouth. Li Bai's words had left him pale and speechless.
Damn it. So much for the "nation of etiquette," huh?
Europe had blond hair, red hair, brown hair, chestnut hair, blue eyes, green eyes, and brown eyes. Its population was not large, but it had every combination of hair and eye color. In Asia, however, there was only black hair and black hair, and even outsiders were few. How had such a large yellow-skinned population come into being, unlike Europe, where all sorts of people had mixed together?
There was only one answer: they had fought their way into existence!
The Saints had said: "Those who are not of our race will surely harbor different intentions."
Whether it was slavery, feudalism, capitalism, or whatever other ism