At the same time, in a private club.
Xiao Cheng and Anthony sat in a room, chatting happily.
"Cheers, congratulations."
Xiao Cheng raised his wine glass and clinked it with Anthony's. "This time, directly causing Qing Muye to lose five hundred billion, he really bled profusely, hahaha."
"If it weren't for the reliable intelligence you provided, leaking the secrets, he wouldn't have lost so miserably."
Anthony laughed heartily, in good spirits.
After finishing his drink, he picked up the bottle and poured another glass. "Here, Anthony toasts you with this glass. From today onwards, we are grasshoppers on the same boat."
"More than fifty billion is just a minor blow to Qing Muye's foundation," Xiao Cheng sighed.
"Fifty billion doesn't have much impact on Qing Muye, but this leak of secrets has cut off his business with the big benefactor from Country C, equivalent to cutting off the market of Country C. Without the patronage of that big benefactor in the future, Qing Muye will be like a disabled eagle, unable to soar."
Speaking of this, Anthony laughed heartily. Qing Muye lost over fifty billion directly from his account this time, but cutting off his biggest business meant a loss of tens of billions annually. When calculated, it not only shook his foundation but might have even severed his major artery!
Anthony stood up and walked to Xiao Cheng, clinking glasses with him again. He sat beside him and put his arm around his shoulder. "This time, I have to thank brother Xiao, and I also see your sincerity. As for the message Fleck asked you to pass on, tell him I agree."
Fleck was Antina's father, the head of the mafia. Xiao Cheng's proactive assistance to Anthony this time was essentially offering his loyalty.
"I appreciate your straightforwardness."
Xiao Cheng clinked glasses with him. They looked at each other, smiling, but their eyes held no warmth. Each had their own thoughts and schemes.
Knock, knock, knock—
The room door was knocked. Anthony gave a look to the bodyguard beside him, who walked over and opened the door.
At the door stood a familiar figure. "I'm looking for Xiao Cheng."
"Come in."
After the bodyguard let him in, he leaned out and glanced around outside the door, finding no abnormalities before closing the room door.
The two men, who were drinking, sat casually on the sofa with their legs crossed, like big bosses. Seeing the person walk in, they looked him up and down, then their eyes met, and they smiled.
"It's been a while. You've recovered quite quickly." Xiao Cheng took a sip of his wine glass.
Anthony raised an eyebrow and asked Xiao Cheng, "Are you sure you can cooperate with this kind of person?"
"Of course." The answer was decisive.
Xiao Cheng scoffed and pointed at the person in front of him with the hand holding the wine glass. "He played a crucial role in making Qing Muye bleed profusely."
"Oh, really? Hehehe, interesting." Anthony was surprised. He crossed his arms and took a sip of his wine. Suddenly, he frowned. "Hiss... this person looks a bit familiar. I remember!"
He slapped the armrest of the sofa, realizing. "He is Qing Muye's capable assistant, Song something... Song Ci, no, that's not right, Song Jun. Song Jun, right?"
"Good eye." Xiao Cheng gave Anthony a thumbs-up. "Yes, it's him."
Upon receiving the confirmation, Anthony became intrigued. "From what I know, Qing Muye has always been good at winning people over. How could this guy betray him?"
"Hmph." Xiao Cheng scoffed, raised his glass of red wine, and drank it all. "He is indeed good at winning people over, but don't forget, he's always been suspicious. And..."