Presidential Suite, Imperial Palace Hotel.
After listening to Daniel's words, Silas sneered contemptuously. "Hehe, trying to use the Planning Bureau to stop me? Are they foolish or just delusional?"
Silas shook his head, showing no interest in such petty tricks. If this was Adam's plan, then he had overestimated Adam.
"Waste will always be waste, seeing no further than the edge of a well!"
"Jack, call someone from the Planning Bureau now. Tell them I'm inviting everyone to dinner tonight, and casually resolve this matter."
"Hehe, why would it take five days for such a trivial matter? We can sign it in five minutes."
Daniel's confidence surged, and he flattered, "Mr. Camden is mighty indeed. With Mr. Camden's status, crushing them is as simple as crushing an ant."
Sila
