He grasped my hand earnestly and sincerely, "Xiao Xin, don't misunderstand, I'm just stating the facts. The business world is actually a game of intelligence, and I completely despise players who can't afford to lose and solve problems with force. As for the attack on Lin Zefeng, no matter whether it was Cheng Garden or Time who did it, failing to even succeed in such low-level tactics, they deserved to fail. At this rate, they are no match for CES. Compared to the heir, Time and Cheng Garden simply fall too short of CES."
I nodded. It seemed the business world was much crueller and more complicated than I had imagined. It indeed wasn't something a novice outsider like me could understand.
"What exactly did he use?" I was curious about this.
"A brilliant move of 'Jiang Gan stealing books,'" Dou Nan squinted, his gaze sharp as ice, revealing a look of shrewdness.