The backyard was planted with a variety of flowers, ensuring that there were always blooms in the flowerbeds, regardless of the season.
Antina, already tired from strolling with Xiao Cheng for a long while, sat down on a long bench by the garden to rest.
At this moment, a maid approached from not too far away and draped a thin blanket over her legs. Another maid placed a cup of hot milk on the stone table beside the bench. "Miss, please have a cup of hot milk."
Antina said nothing, picked up the hot milk, and took a sip.
She sat in the backyard for about ten more minutes but didn't see Xiao Cheng. Helpless, she had no choice but to get up and look for him.
The study on the second floor of the small Western-style building on the left wing.
Xiao Cheng stood at the study door, his ear pressed against the half-closed door, carefully listening to the sounds within.
"Qing Muyue is already trapped on Nameless Island, and Meng Jingwei is isolated and helpless."
In the study, a deep voice sounded, "Now is the perfect opportunity to strike at her."
Flyck Street sat on the sofa and sighed at length, "Although Qing Muyue is not present, his brothers are all in Lancheng. How difficult it is to strike at them."
"No, no, no. Killing is easy, but what I want you to do is to destroy all of Qing Muyue's businesses first," the mysterious man said with a smile. "Last time in the Hidden Clan, Qing Muyue invested a huge sum, damaging his foundation. He hasn't recovered his strength to this day. Now that Nameless Island has major problems, what he needs is a vast amount of funds. What we need to do is cut off his roots."
The mysterious man's words made Flyck Street pause for a moment. "What do you mean?"
"Whether it's Nameless Island or the businesses under his name, as long as there's still a breath of life, he still has a chance to make a comeback. So, do you understand what I mean?" the mysterious man hinted.
Some things didn't need to be said too directly; everyone understood clearly.
Flyck Street held a cigar between his fingers, took a puff, and said, "As far as I know, didn't Zhuo Rui Technology already go bankrupt and is being publicly auctioned?"
"Heh, foolish."
The mysterious man chuckled. "The company claims it's a public auction by the court, but can't you see the underlying machinations? Whom he wants to sell the company to is just a matter of his word. After all, he's already bribed everyone involved; all that's needed is to go through the motions in front of others."
Although it was a public auction by the court, they knew in their hearts that the final say on whom that business would be sold to still rested with Qing Muyue.
"What should I do?" Flyck Street disliked beating around the bush and asked directly.
The mysterious man leaned back on the sofa, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Arlo Cogswell was once saved by Qing Muyue. That person repays kindness and has been secretly cooperating with Qing Muyue. Qing Muyue has too many enemies. In order for the company to operate steadily in secret, he has privately acquired shares from many shareholders of Song Yu Group. Moreover, Arlo Cogswell also signed a contract with Qing Sihui and invested in Song Yu Group. Coupled with the shares of the old lady of the Qing family, Qing Muyue's businesses are equivalent to a transfer of assets from one hand to another. In this way, a false impression of bankruptcy is created to blind his enemies, allowing him to operate in secret until his wings are fully grown."
What's more, Zhuo Rui Technology is a research and development company. To research artificial intelligence, the company has invested hundreds of billions and has already achieved research results.
However, this information was not publicly disclosed by Qing Muyue, so many companies were unaware of it.
Now, they not only want to destroy Qing Muyue's final plan but also to seize the research results of 'artificial intelligence'.
"Hiss..." Flyck Street gasped and furrowed his brow in thought. "You mean, first control Arlo Cogswell?"