"Ziru's idea isn't bad. Dashang Group may be weak, but it's still a local enterprise here in Tonghua!
Xinmeng Group, no matter how strong, is still an outsider.
Even if it's a dragon, when it comes to Tonghua, it has to coil up."
"Dad, why not let me help Ziru out? Xinmeng Group's a juicy piece of meat; so many people are eyeing it."
Chang Zifa sneered.
"Don't be careless!"
Chang Baishan shook his head and said, "Words like that—don't spread them outside. Xinmeng Group has deep connections. If something goes wrong, our family will be finished.
Getting to where we are today wasn't easy.
As an Aristocratic Clan, sure, we may look dazzling on the surface, but every step is fraught with caution!"
"Understood!"
Chang Zifa nodded.
"By the way, isn't Lin Meng, manager of Xinmeng Group, a college mate of yours? Find an opportunity to make contact with her. You might gain something unexpected."
Chang Baishan said.
He actually had quite an affection for Chang Zifa.
