Leng Youchen left with his entourage in grand fashion, leaving Lin Ting standing there in a daze. This Third Young Master Leng truly wasn't an ordinary man—giving up a project worth billions with a simple word.
That level of composure and audacity was simply unmatched, past or present.
As they exited the conference center, the normally calm Zhang Zhen finally lost his composure. "President Leng, I don't understand. We spent three months working overtime to finalize the design proposal. Are we really just going to hand it over to K2 Real Estate so easily?"
Leng Youchen raised his eyes and stared coldly at him. "What else?"
Chen Yuan interjected: "We should fight them. Even if we don't win the project, we shouldn't let K2 Real Estate benefit from it."
"Mutual destruction is the worst strategy. Enough, let's all go back. The celebration banquet tonight goes ahead as planned." Leng Youchen's gaze was deep—it was impossible for K2 Real Estate to profit so easily.
