Fu Yu looked at Yan Bing as if he were staring at an ignorant illiterate, shaking his head. "You're actually letting me test this out, even telling me there's a possibility? Yan Bing, I can't believe you still think there's a chance this could happen?"
"…How would we know if we don't try?" Yan Bing whispered.
Fu Yu scoffed in ridicule. "Because I have my expertise, I know for certain this is completely impossible. Su Yueze is nothing but a nouveau riche, a total illiterate. I have no idea how he managed to grow his company this big. It seems he just had good fortune and all the right connections to exploit. With his petty businessman tactics, he'll be outdated by the times sooner or later."
Yan Bing, who had previously been somewhat ashamed and wearing a forced smile, turned cold after hearing Fu Yu's words. "Su Yueze is not a petty businessman. He started from scratch, and not everything he does relies on connections. You can't talk about him like that!"