Chapter 69 Ascending_2

Although the large workshops have a backlog, they have the volume and capital for negotiation. But the smaller workshops are like sampans, more susceptible to capsizing in the face of waves. Once the small workshops sink one after another, even the large ones will be dragged to the seabed."

"Hmm. It's like in a battle between two armies—if the weaker flank is defeated, even the strongest center will be encircled?" Winters, propping up his chin, pleaded with Anna, "I really like hearing you say 'us'. Could you say it a few more times?"

"I've finished eating and need to do my evening prayers, please excuse me." Father Kaman abruptly stood up, bowed to Winters and Anna: "Mr. Montaigne, Lady Navarre, good night."

Kaman also thanked the head chef Berlion and then left the dining room without looking back, "thud, thud, thud" ascending the staircase to his own bedroom.

"What's gotten into him?" Winters asked, pretending not to know.

Anna kicked Winters hard under the table.