In addition to the twenty-some million invested in Wang Tao, Zhang Jingdong just spent nearly half a billion. What kind of strength must that be!
Liu Zongheng knew that all resistance would be futile in the face of absolute power.
Now he had only two choices: one was to turn around and leave, letting you strut your stuff while I step aside.
The other was to shamelessly stay, figure out a way to tie himself to Zhang Jingdong, and then ride on his coattails.
After a bit of consideration, Liu Zongheng immediately chose the latter.
The reason was simple: if he chose the former, then he would continue to live a miserable life with only 200,000 a month for pocket money.
Because he had a very capable older brother above him, and the company at home would definitely be inherited by his brother. No matter how much he fought, he could only receive at most 500,000 a month from the family trust.
