Whenever they angrily stood up, their entire bodies would instantly be immobilized, and a cold warning would echo in their minds: Fight outside the Commerce if you must, dare to disrupt the auction scene, you will be killed regardless of identity or reason. With this entering their minds, along with the eerie and powerful aura, who still dares to be presumptuous out of awe for the strong?
One day.
The auction proceeded smoothly.
It ended perfectly by evening.
Then, the slightly recovered Zhan Beilie was in bed handling the dissolution of the Commerce. Regardless of whether he insists or not, she had already decided, and he could only comply. Besides, he also didn't think she was wrong. With confidence, capital, and ability, why worry about not being able to rise again?
Beside the bed, there were quite a few account books stacked.
Stock inventories of each branch, personnel lists of each major branch, etc.
Working like this took most of the day.
