This is a feast that belongs solely to Jiang Xu.
The three top financial conglomerates never anticipated that Jiang Xu still had such a terrifying ace up his sleeve.
They completely underestimated Jiang Xu's strength.
If they knew Jiang Xu still had such strong cash flow, and had a bit more time to prepare, victory was not out of the question.
Just at this moment, Jiang Xu's landline rang.
He picked up and heard a voice hurried and frustrated: "Mr. Jiang, I think we can have a good talk."
Jiang Xu: "Who are you?"
The other side said: "Code name, Sickle."
Jiang Xu knew.
He was also aware of the external codenames of the three top financial conglomerates.
Jiang Xu leaned back with his leg crossed, speaking leisurely: "What do you want to talk about?"
His gaze, however, remained fixed on the screen.
Without needing his input, his subordinates were continuously swallowing up the capital flooding into the market from the three big consortia.