To Fang Zheng, dealing with Kyohei Kazeto was a mere trifle, and afterwards, he returned to his work—after all, business had been busy recently.
"Well done."
Looking at the contracts and reports in his hand, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction, gazing at Akemi before him.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"It's alright, as Mr. Fang Zheng said, problems solvable by money aren't really problems... but I originally wanted to acquire a few American companies..."
"Leave them to their fate."
Fang Zheng was well aware of why Akemi specifically brought this up; ever since he made that statement to the world, U.S. stocks plummeted, and NASDAQ was a mess. Moreover, even though the U.S. Government stated they would spare no effort to combat those evil terrorists, Fang Zheng's supported guerrilla warfare left them scrambling. Even without much effort, sabotaging trucks and railways could stagnate economic flow, and once economic flow stalls, America won't be far from ruin.
