"A few days ago, Chen Ziming's assistant called, saying that he wanted to invite you out to dinner to catch up. What do you think?"
Mu Tianye's pen in hand paused, then he wrote down another character—this time, it was the character for "Chen."
"If they call again, tell Chen Ziming that I told him to go die!"
Zhou Tao's eyebrows twitched at the blunt response. Even for a business rival, this seemed too direct. Or was it that his own boss was playing a psychological game?
He scrutinized Mu Tianye, only to see the man frowning, slowly dragging his pen across the paper.
With one stroke, he slashed through the characters for "Gai" and "Chen", like an arrow piercing both targets simultaneously.
His tone didn't seem like a joke at all, but rather carried a chilling intent to kill.
"Furthermore!" Mu Tianye continued, spinning the pen around his thumb, "I want to go all out to secure the Xinghuai project, no, not just go all out—I want it 'at all costs.'"