"The company has been fully suppressed by Zhao Yucheng, and many clients we had agreements with have backed out!"
Yan Mingyu frowned as she spoke.
"Zhao Yucheng again? That bastard!"
Qin Yu couldn't help but curse.
Had it been before, with Zhao Yucheng merely a vice chairman of a chamber of commerce, Qin Yu wouldn't have taken him seriously.
After all, as the leader of Dragon Gate, he could have completely dominated him.
But now, a nephew who held the position of deputy head of the seventh department had emerged, whose rank and martial strength were both higher than his own.
Thinking of this, Qin Yu could only grumble, "For now, let's avoid any conflict with him and let him strut around for a few days, Zhao Qilin is staying at his place!"
"Okay, I understand. It's just a matter of losing some money right now, nothing else for the moment!"
Yan Mingyu smoothed her hair behind her ear and leaned back in her chair, looking very tired.