After speaking, Liu Jianguo left arrogantly, clutching someone by the arm.
Leaving behind about a dozen core members of the Sichuan University Group in the meeting room.
Zhou Rui sighed and said, "Lin Chuan, sometimes if you think from a different perspective, giving Liu Jianguo five million, if it can ensure the smooth demolition of Changlin Factory, isn't that a good thing?"
"Indeed!" Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "From our perspective, this is actually a cost-effective deal. It only harms the interests of the employees at Changlin Factory. However, I really can't stand the way Liu Jianguo conducts himself, openly soliciting bribes. It's just too much."
"Think about it, if such a petty residential committee director can be this arrogant, imagine what the people are like…" Zhou Rui sneered.
"Yes," Lin Chuan smiled and said, "If we don't bow to these scumbags, we would have to pay an even greater price, perhaps severalfold."
"Lin Chuan, what do you plan to do then?" asked Zhou Rui.
