Chapter 293: Su Zhengxiong's Trump Card, A Six Trillion Ally

Late at night.

Tomson First Grade Building C, room 2006.

The strident ring of the telephone erupted, echoing through the luxurious yet empty expanse of the five-hundred-square-meter room.

In the study, an elderly man seated at the computer desk rubbed his bald forehead. He lightly frowned, dissatisfied with someone calling him at such a late hour.

When he answered the call, the old man with dark circles under his eyes spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Speak!"

On the other end was the voice of a middle-aged man, who reverently and cautiously said:

"President Jing, we've just received news that Mr. Chu from Bafang International was attacked, and it also involved Miss Yang from the Yang family in Capital City. The whole of Hua Country is now in chaos."

The elderly man, who was originally upset about being disturbed by his subordinates late at night, immediately became gravely serious. He subconsciously rubbed his forehead and asked in a raspy voice: