Special Assistant Lu ran to Gong Jue to report this bad news.
Unexpectedly, Gong Jue was surprisingly calm.
Instead of losing his temper or cursing, he asked coldly, "How much is the price of aviation high-tech stocks down?"
"Down… down to the limit! Stock analysts unanimously predict that it will continue to drop tomorrow!"
"Haha…" Gong Jue didn't lose his temper or curse.
However, the wooden table in front of him had already been crushed by his palm!
Special Assistant Lu looked at the terrifying palm print and thought to himself, "If the mastermind behind all of this was exposed by Master Jue, I'm afraid… this palm print would also appear on his forehead, right?"
He asked carefully, "Master Jue, shall I find the mastermind?"
Gong Jue said coldly, "There's no need!"
"Huh?" Special Assistant Lu failed to respond.
Gong Jue glared at him angrily. "Is there a need to investigate? This was done by that bastard Chu Daiyu!!!"
