The situation in Australia is relatively complicated.
The reason Wen Renche has been unable to extricate himself is largely due to his father's trusted brothers.
A smaller part of it is driven by interests.
After Mr. Wen, Wen Renche holds the greatest influence in Australia, and there are plenty of people who want to pull him down from his position.
But in recent days, he has subdued many of his adversaries using the most formidable and ruthless methods; the remaining ones will only require some additional time to resolve.
"Knock knock knock—"
A round of knocking echoed in the study.
"Come in." Wen Renche put down the phone he had been clutching for a long while and picked up the cigar on the desk, striking a match with a sharp hiss.
He inhaled deeply, his expression faint as he glanced at Ming Fu, who stepped into the room to report.
"Boss, Lai Biao will be racing on the Pan Shan Road tomorrow night. We can use this opportunity to make a move."
