Neither Hehui nor Yuan Shikai would dare align with the Americans fully. This was just a temporary deviation, a momentary tantrum.
"How far have the Americans expanded?"
"They've entered every sector, from high-end goods to mass-produced items. While they're flooding the low-end market, it's the luxury segment where we've practically handed them control."
"Well, let's pack up and pass the torch to the new tenants," the executive quipped, though his tone carried a sharp edge.
The cost of relocating would be steep, but it was a necessary sacrifice.
"What do the other Hehui leaders think?"
"Yunnan, Sichuan, and Danyang are ready to cooperate."
"And the Qing faction?"
"They've pledged their support."
"Idiots," the executive muttered.
"They're treating the Republic of China like a sworn enemy."
With preparations nearly complete among the surrounding nations, it was time for Jinhan to act.
"It's a shame.
