They had thought that even if they couldn't take Berkeley down, making them lose over eight million would at least be something they could report to the shareholders.
But now, it seemed that was no longer the case.
...
Century Triumph.
Lin Jiang and Qin Yangyang had just finished a round.
Rolling over, Lin Jiang got ready to sleep.
"All done, and you're already on your phone? I'd say you've still got some energy left."
"You've already worn me out. Give me a break."
Qin Yangyang held her phone, scrolling nonstop.
"With such a huge crisis going on, how can you, the boss, not be the least bit worried?"
"It's just some negative press. I've already assigned people to take care of it."
"I'm looking at your incident report. It was just a sanitation issue, but you spent over eight million to resolve it. That's almost unheard of in the history of business."
Rolling over, Qin Yangyang draped half her body over Lin Jiang.
"Are you sure this will solve the problem?"
"Not sure."
