Not long after.
Leaving the manor.
"Pah!"
"What a joke, back then, you were just our dog. Now that you've turned the tables, you dare to be so arrogant. Let's see how long you can keep it up."
The visitor cursed.
Wasted his breath.
Oil and salt wouldn't penetrate.
This made him very angry. Angke didn't even bother with any formalities, directly refusing. It seemed he was resolute. He could only leave resentfully.
At this moment.
Regarding the European Union's lobbying strategy, he felt it was almost a complete failure.
Bastard.
Xie Te.
Damned.
These guys were too stubborn. They insisted on clinging to the Asia Dollar. What right does a small Southeast Asian country have to compare its currency with the EU's?
Humph!
Wait for the market crash, I'll deal with you sooner or later.
...
After the cursing.
"Sigh!"
