Chapter 1708 - 877: 30 Is Me Too! (Part 2)

Thus, in this performance, Satria's life or death is no longer the main point.

The main point is to seize this opportunity and stomp on East City's face right when they are getting on stage from Thousand Islands, ready to expand their influence!

Take advantage of this opportunity to completely ruin East City's credit!

Otherwise, how can we vent the anger of almost being caught by a phishing attempt?

With Iron Hook District as a cautionary tale, only then can the upcoming counterattack and settling of scores form a sufficient deterrence and threat.

As for those who were previously intimidated by the momentum, wavering, and hesitating while watching from the sidelines, if they still want to profit from the products along the Coast, they'd have to crawl back like dogs and wait for Ji Jue to ruthlessly exploit them.

They might even have to say thank you to Mr. Ji after being exploited!

Under this maneuvering, the previous losses of Seven Cities could be recouped with interest, and there's a huge profit to be made.

Although to outsiders, the bombings this time seem terrifyingly expensive, bordering on squandering a fortune, but let's not forget... besides selling small appliances, the foundation on the Coast was built on what!

Without the Federation's foreign trade concessions, Ji Jue would have nothing to do with a horde of missiles except keep them for Seven Cities' self-defense; they'd just gather dust in warehouses, unable to be sold. Now, consuming a wave of inventory hits two birds with one stone by promoting the new design and launching an upgraded version!

As for the cost... a mere pittance!

Not even enough compared to Ji Jue's investment in Li Hen.

Currently, the metallurgical production lines at Sea Abyss Park have already been fully launched, and the workers within the park are constant in number. The Northern Realm's premium minerals have begun loading onto ships for departure; this consumption is trivial and doesn't even warrant a furrowed brow from Ji Jue.

Now leveraging the demise of Iron Hook District, Seven Cities have just passed a strategy against East City from across the air.

Despite the vast differences in size and prestige, by relying on the unreachable distance and a mad plan, they seemingly won as expected!

This slap is presented to Mr. Han as an expression of my respect and admiration from Ji Jue.

The slap doesn't hurt, but it's terribly loud.

So much so that when Meng Fengzuo reviewed and resumed the tally, his heart ached.

The visible monetary and manpower losses were not significant, and the missiles couldn't kill the experts secretly ambushed by East City; it was just a disgraceful round trip.

But the hidden and invisible losses were extensive!

For some people, credit doesn't mean much; when hungry, tired, and weary, they naturally use it to cover expenses, but for those in high positions aspiring for achievements, credit is as crucial as life.

With this slap, East City's prestige has been swept away, and Mr. Han's credit nurtured over years on Thousand Islands broke before it was even realized.

Don't expect to rally support with a mere wave of the arm.

It feels like a project still in the PPT phase for attracting investments, seemingly optimistic with investors gathering for the A-round and B-round IPO, only for the project to be cut down at the waist before products appear, causing a scandal and suspected data falsification.

Investors become cautious, and prospects suddenly dim.

And the maggots in Thousand Islands' cesspit, after getting tricked and learning from experience, naturally dare not easily take sides again.

At the very least, they won't rush forward just because of a few promises and pies but would need substantial incentives; does East City have excess resources for that?

And just as Meng Fengzuo is reluctantly handling the aftermath, more nauseating news arrives.

"Mr. Han..."

Meng Fengzuo's face turns pale, hangs up the phone, and almost faints several times: "Seven Cities Wasteland Collection... has just reported to the association, accusing us, East City, of embezzling materials belonging to Seven Cities, including the Flowing Light Golden Spring you provided, and requesting the leaders to witness and explain..."

God knows how the word 'explain' squeezed out of his teeth; just repeating the original words sent Meng Fengzuo's blood pressure skyrocketing.

This is outright cheekiness!

During the current demise of Iron Hook District, Ji Jue aims to pull East City into the mud for an intense wrestling match.

Winning and losing isn't the main focus; the focus is to seize this opportunity to stomp on East City again and smear mud all over you!

Purely out to disgust people!

"...Then let him have it."

Behind the desk, analyzing the agreement, Han Hui paused slightly, tapping the paper with the pen: "It's not a big deal; no need for incessant entanglement."

"Since this round is lost, it's time to gamble and accept the defeat."

He paused, glanced at Meng Fengzuo: "Wins and losses are common occurrences, Old Meng, you need to let go; I'm not upset, why should you be?"

"Mr. Han, I..."

Meng Fengzuo's face reddens.

Han Hui shook his head, understanding that his anger wasn't about the wins and losses but the damage to his reputation... yet reputation can't be restored through anger and pretentiousness, can it?

"Years ago, when I served others as a worker, I would endure slaps and spat upon while still smiling and thanking generously, this is hardly comparable; if I could endure humiliation, can't you, as my trusted aide, overcome this hurdle?"

The matter with Thousand Islands, no matter how much is contested, ultimately remains marginal; the focus should still be within the Federation."

Han Hui lowered his head, signed his name, capped the pen, and handed it directly to him: "Go, offer my congratulations to that Mr. Ji."