Land of Hatred

"Dad, I think Ye Yan has a point too. Shouldn't we be more cautious about whether we go through with this?" After hearing Ye Yan—the woman's—analysis, Wang Zhicheng suddenly began to waver as well.

Previously, perhaps out of blind confidence in Zhang Weidong and a heart full of hot blood, Wang Zhicheng had bitten the bullet and gone along with it the moment his father suggested it, without giving anything else much thought. But as more and more funds were gathered and the layout of the scheme grew ever larger, the hot blood that had rushed to his head gradually cooled, and unease began creeping into his heart. What if Master Zhang didn't make a move? Or what if he failed? Such a huge undertaking was no child's play! Now that Ye Yan had said this, Wang Zhicheng felt even more uneasy.

"This..." Wang Jianhua could not help stroking his chin, wavering just as much.

Things had only just begun. If they pulled back early enough, it would not stir up much of a commotion. But once the funds had been assembled, if there was no movement for a long time, not only would Evergrand Group's finance department be alarmed, it would also inevitably arouse suspicion and speculation from the outside world. That would be absolutely detrimental to Evergrand Group.

The five had originally assumed that the Wang father and son were completely certain of success, which was why they had rushed into such a major move. Now, seeing that the pair were not fully confident after all, the anxiety and unease in their hearts could not help showing.

How could they know that Wang Jianhua and his son had experienced something miraculous just last night? They held a kind of worship and faith in Master Zhang that ordinary people