In the taxi, Su Xuan's mind was constantly mulling over things.
"Gambling Stone Mall, since you've made a move against me, tonight you'll realize that Su Xuan is not someone to be trifled with. Just wait for bankruptcy!"
A smile crept across the corner of Su Xuan's mouth.
After returning to Fang Shiyu's, it was noon. However, the place was not affected by the slander of a certain group, and in fact, after the commotion, Fang Shiyu had become even more well-known. Its reputation on Antique Street in the Southern District skyrocketed!
Inside a room at the Gambling Stone Mall, Zhang Tiancheng clenched his fists tightly.
"Damn it all, this Su Xuan has some skills. Failing to frame him, he even managed to turn it into a marketing opportunity, truly beyond my expectations!"
Gao Qiang alongside him could only helplessly touch his nose, not anticipating such an outcome.
