Notions of the People!

Afternoon.

Phone call after phone call came in.

The SARFT's decree #43 had rippled further than anyone had thought. This decree had to be executed within the day and there was no grace period given. This gigantic bombshell had landed too quickly and too harshly!

Ring, ring, ring.

It was from the CEO of Brain Gold’s company, Wu Mo.

"Hello, Brother Zhang, It’s me, Wu Mo." Wu Mo sounded a little off.

Zhang Ye wasn't really focused, "CEO Wu."

Wu Mo noticed his tone and said, "I heard about your matter. I don't know what to say. You've been dragged into the trouble caused by others. This shouldn't really affect you, but.... hai..."

Zhang Ye said, "Will it affect your business?"