But he hadn't expected that Cres couldn't even be bothered to keep up appearances.
He directly, and with a sense of righteousness, even, made excuses for the treacherous actions of multinational corporations.
In Cres's eyes, the nation's industrial future and the livelihoods of Rust Belt workers were less important than a few checks in Sterling's pocket.
'What even is the nation in the eyes of these high-level officials?'
However, Cres's words also revealed his attitude: he was starting to relax.
This proved that Leo's performance had achieved its goal.
"So what?" Leo shot back stiffly. "We're just supposed to stand by and watch them drain Pennsylvania of its resources and bring my Computing Power Special Zone to a halt?"
Cres exhaled a puff of blue-gray smoke, watching Leo through the haze.
"Leo, you didn't come rushing over here today just to complain to me about the moral failings of these capitalists, did you?"
