Jamie Harrison kept a cold expression, as if any words from Xu Cang would not cause any psychological fluctuations in his ears. After hearing Xu Cang's last words, he took off his sunglasses, revealing his light blue eyes: "Mr. Xu Cang, can you tell me the reason?"
"If I take over the International Federation of Airline Pilots Association, I will indeed need to cut off my private property, but this is time-limited, ten years, I remember. After ten years, I can get the support of the International Federation of Airline Pilots Association, and I don't have to avoid my private property. Isn't this great?" Xu Cang said: "Ten years seems a bit long. However, you are so afraid of the association. From many perspectives, the more you fear it, the greater the bargaining chips, isn't it?"
Bull Gerington stepped forward. He was already unusually tall, and this made him even more oppressive. "We can give you the route, or we can reject your application for the European and American route. In other words, do you have any plans to develop the European and American routes in the future?"
Xu Cang's expression suddenly turned cold: "This kind of thing is not something you, as a chief architect, can decide."
Bull Gerington laughed. "You can try."
Seeing this, Jamie Harrison, who had been stern all the time, stepped out to mediate: "Okay, okay, it seems that we won't get an accurate answer today. However, we are very patient with you and can give you enough time to consider. We can even say that you can talk to Richard Bayer in person. We don't mind. Two months, two months should be enough for you to consider everything. Then, give us an accurate answer."
Bull Gerington wanted to say something, but Jamie Harrison snorted, "That's enough!"
Apparently, Jamie Harrison was the leader of the two. He made a conclusion immediately, while Bull Gerington just opened his mouth but finally stopped talking.
Seeing that Bull Gerington was silent, Xu Cang was too lazy to waste words. It was too absurd to expect him to make a decision in such a short time for such a big matter. Fortunately, Jamie Harrison was still rational and gave Xu Cang more time to think.
Two months is indeed enough.
"Mr. Xu Cang, following the world trend is the truth of development."
Xu Cang looked at Jamie Harrison: "You mean, you are the world trend?"
"Mr. Xu Cang, please don't say something obvious." Jamie Harrison smiled for the first time, but that smile was full of sarcasm and coldness: "Of course, we hope to be friends with Mr. Xu Cang. Ten years is not long, but it is not short either, but it is enough to change a lot of things. For an uncertain future, isn't it unwise to go against the tide?"
Jamie Harrison's tone of voice was neither serious nor aggressive, but the arrogance and arrogance revealed in it could not be concealed no matter what.
Xu Cang pursed his lips and suddenly laughed: "I will seriously consider it."
Bull Gerington, who was on the verge of a fight just a moment ago, opened his arms and said, "That's right, isn't it? Being friends is so good, and being enemies is so unpleasant. Mr. Xu Cang, you can think about it seriously and carefully. I believe that after careful consideration, you will stand on our side more firmly."
Xu Cang tilted his head: "As long as I don't succeed the International Federation of Airline Pilots Association? There are no other conditions."
"No."
"It doesn't matter who else succeeds."
"It doesn't matter." Bull Gerington smiled brightly: "Mr. Xu Cang, I just told you. The International Federation of Airline Pilots Association is very large, and the demands of the factions are very complicated, so there are too many eyes watching Richard's successor. Richard can help solve some problems, but he can't do anything about technical issues. There are hundreds of thousands of pilots in the association, and I don't think there are such pilots in the world who want to convince most of them."
In fact, to some extent, the pilot's skills are also subjective. Once it touches idealism, it is difficult to set the standard, and it is difficult to judge who is strong and who is weak. Only Xu Cang, who relies on amazing performances time and time again, can suppress everyone's objections with irrefutable performances.
If anyone dared to raise any objections, Xu Cang would ask on the spot who could land a 777 with a broken wing?
In such a big world, which pilot dares to answer this question?
But the only one who could land a Boeing 777 with a broken wing was Xu Cang.
Xu Cang hummed: "I will have a good talk with Mr. Richard Bayer about this matter."
Bull Gerington was stunned, but he didn't say anything special. Instead, he said in a gentlemanly manner: "It's your freedom."
"Okay, we've conveyed your message. We are looking forward to being friends with Mr. Xu Cang." Jamie Harrison handed the CDFA documents back to Xu Cang: "Mr. Xu Cang, if you have anything to do, please go and take care of it. Sorry to bother you."
After saying that, Jamie Harrison left with Bull Gerington, who had a smile on his face.
"Psycho." Xu Cang muttered. Why do these people always like to make him do multiple-choice questions? But he just doesn't like doing multiple-choice questions.
It can only be said that his strength is still not strong enough, and he does not have the ability to completely overturn the table, at least in front of EASA and FAA. Facing these two behemoths, Xu Cang can only follow their will for the time being. However, Xu Cang only needs to consider EASA and FAA or some giant companies a little bit. For slightly less powerful forces, he already has the ability to overturn the table.
Soon after, after acquiring Airbus and Asiana Airlines, Xu Cang's strength will be greatly increased. By then, his voice will be even stronger.
After saying goodbye to Jamie Harrison and the others, Xu Cang walked into the Civil Aviation Administration building. When he landed, Xu Cang had already called his master. Chen Xiangdong was waiting in the lobby of the building, and when he saw Xu Cang coming in, he immediately went to greet him.
"I saw you talking to those two guys just now, is everything okay?"
Xu Cang directly handed the backpack to Chen Xiangdong: "Nothing, not a big deal. Master, here are the materials about CDFA that I compiled, you can give them to the chairman of the Technical Standards Committee later."
"Aren't you going to deliver it yourself?"
"Why should I go? He doesn't want to see me. He just wants the technical information of CDFA. I went there and said the same thing as above. What's the difference?" Xu Cang said, "Master, you send this thing over. If the chairman of the Technical Standards Committee has anything to ask, just say that he will contact me through you. You must say this."
"In addition, there are two copies of the information here. You will only be given the thicker one later. You can keep the thinner booklet for yourself." Xu Cang reminded.
Chen Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly: "Did you keep it on purpose?"
"If everything is given to them at once, how can they be effective later? The Technical Standards Committee can get a general idea of ​​the CDFA technology from the thicker booklet, but the specific details and precautions are basically in the thinner booklet. Master, you should thoroughly understand the contents of the thinner booklet. The Technical Standards Committee must still have some things they don't understand later. If they want to contact me, they must contact you first. At that time, you don't need to contact me, but take the opportunity to answer their questions, so that you can show yourself. You don't need to answer too many questions at once, so that you can play a long game and catch big fish."
Xu Cang's intention was simple, to lure the Technical Standards Committee with an overview of CDFA, but the content was incomplete and the details were reserved. The people in the Technical Standards Committee had sharp eyes and would definitely be able to detect the incompleteness in the overview and would definitely want to find Xu Cang to supplement the details.
Xu Cang made up an excuse and set Chen Xiangdong as the middle contact in advance. The Technical Standards Committee would contact Chen Xiangdong first, and after Chen Xiangdong was familiar with the contents of another booklet of Xu Cang, he had many opportunities to show off.
This is clearly an attempt to transfer the credit to Chen Xiangdong.
"Xu Cang, this is yours. If you do this, I will take all the credit later."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Cang waved his hand: "Master, this is a critical moment for you, you must seize the time to show yourself. I don't want ICAO to pay too much attention to me, it's best to give the credit to you. You can just find a reason, it doesn't matter if it's weird, anyway, the Technical Standards Committee must regard you as the middleman."
"But this reason is too weird. They will have a bad impression of you." Chen Xiangdong was a little embarrassed.
In this day and age, there is no such thing as an intermediary contact. If ICAO has something to do, wouldn't it be more convenient to call Xu Cang directly? Why does Chen Xiangdong need to convey it? This doesn't make sense.
Therefore, in order to achieve such a result, the reasons must be rather strange, such as Xu Cang has a bad temper and does not answer calls from outsiders, or Xu Cang is very stingy and does not want to answer international calls, or Xu Cang is too cautious and does not want to give his private phone number to others.
Anyway, this reason is likely to displease the Technical Standards Committee because it seems like something was done on purpose.
However, this is exactly what Xu Cang wants to see.
"That's perfect. It's small things like this that are best. The severity is just right." Xu Cang smiled and said, "If it's too serious, ICAO might remove me because of it. If it's too minor, they won't feel anything. It's just that this kind of behavior, which is not serious but looks deliberately disgusting, has the right effect. I won't be removed from the list, but it can lower my impression points, so they won't come to me all the time in the future."
If Xu Cang appears to be too easy to talk to and has a high level of technical skills, and if he follows the principle of using his skills to the fullest, ICAO will probably ask Xu Cang for help again and again in the future. Will he be able to handle that?
Although he said so, Chen Xiangdong felt that this was just an excuse given by Xu Cang to make him feel at ease.
"Xu Cang, you don't have to be like this." Chen Xiangdong's expression still looked a little unnatural. Isn't this just taking advantage of his own apprentice?
Xu Cang laughed: "Master, you are still being polite to me. By the way, have you asked about Lian Shanli's matter?"
Chen Xiangdong knew that Xu Cang was trying to change the subject, but he was not a shy person, so he accepted Xu Cang's offer: "Lian Shanli, right? I asked her. She entered the country three days ago from Hong Kong."
"Three days ago, that's just right..." Xu Cang's face changed: "Master, do you have any acquaintances there? Can you find out Lian Shanli's information? Phone number or address or something."
"Oh, this is really embarrassing. I'm afraid it won't work."
Xu Cang is extremely worried now. Who knows what state of mind Lian Shanli is in now? Yesterday, the search and rescue team announced the progress of the search and rescue. They have found more than 40 bodies of the victims, but no survivors have been found. The remaining bodies of the victims are still being searched for.
Logically speaking, before the identity of the victims was fully verified, Lian Shanli would not have any radical thoughts. However, Xu Cang did not dare to gamble on the probability of such a thing, so the sooner the better.
However, although it was done with good intentions to save people, it involves personal privacy after all, which is indeed difficult to handle. It would be the most they could do if they could reveal whether Lian Shanli has entered the country.
"Who is this Lian Shanli? Your friend."
"Well, I guess so." Xu Cang said casually.
"About the same size?"
"Yes, I'm in college!" Xu Cang realized that Chen Xiangdong might have misunderstood, and hurriedly wanted to explain.
However, Chen Xiangdong's eyes lit up: "Which university?"
"Hanjing Aerospace University, what's wrong?"
"Hanjing Aerospace University? Hey, this is easier to handle." Chen Xiangdong clapped his hands, "We are a cooperative unit with Hanjing Aerospace University. We communicate a lot and have a good relationship. Since your friend is a student of Hanjing Aerospace University... do you know which department she is in?"
"Which department?" Xu Cang frowned and thought for a long time: "I'm not sure which department it is, but it should be in the School of Power Engineering."
"It's OK if you know about the academy." Chen Xiangdong patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me. I'll give you news within three days, no, two days."
…
On the other side of the ocean, it was still daybreak. The edges of New York's skyscrapers were dyed golden by the rising sun. On the wide balcony of a high-end apartment, Boeing CEO Lance Thamel was leisurely nestling in a soft lounge chair, watching the sunrise in New York comfortably.
Suddenly, a hot blonde woman wearing only underwear came and waited for a while by the fax machine. After the fax was completed, she glanced at the content of the document, put the document away, and went to the balcony.
Walking up to Lance Tamir, she bent down slightly and said, "According to the receipt from the Trade Commission, they will launch a dumping investigation into Bombardier as soon as possible."
Lance Tamir took the document, read it, and suddenly laughed heartily: "30 million US dollars? Is Bombardier crazy? Is it so eager to expand the market? 30 million US dollars, this should be lower than the cost price. I originally thought this was just an excuse to delay Bombardier, but I didn't expect there was really a problem, hahahaha."
A clear sign of dumping is that the selling price is lower than the cost price.
For example, a 737 with basic configuration costs 75 million US dollars, which is the catalog price. In actual sales, the actual selling price is mostly lower than the catalog price, and can be half off at most.
But there is a line that cannot be easily crossed, and that is the cost price. For example, the cost price of the basic configuration of the 737 is 35 million, so basically 50% off is the maximum discount on the catalog price. If it is lower, it will be below the cost price. Once reported, it may be defined as dumping.
The cost of CS300 is similar to that of 737, and the catalog price is more than 60 million US dollars. CS300 is a latecomer, so it is normal to lower the catalog price to increase market competitiveness. However, if it is discounted by half, the price will be slightly lower than the cost price.
This is a bad move.
"Delta bought planes from us before at half price. Even though they switched to Bombardier later, they must have followed their custom and asked for half of the catalog price. Bombardier is anxious to expand into the US market, so they are hoping to sell at a price below cost, hehehe." Lance Tamir laughed, full of gloating: "Normally, who would pay attention to their actual selling price? I didn't expect that we would catch them red-handed, hahahaha."
I thought the CS300 was on sale at a low price, but I didn't expect it to be a loss-making business. However, in fact, as long as the cost is carefully controlled, the loss of several million dollars can be well controlled. Although this batch of orders will definitely not make money, it will definitely not lose much. Considering that this is the first big order to open up the US market, this deal is definitely not a loss.
The calculations were good, but my luck was not very good.
However, the fact that Bombardier's selling price is almost the same as its cost price is not a foregone conclusion. There is still room for explanation. The key lies in Bombardier's methods.
But this alone was enough to make Lance Tamir happy for a long time, it was a complete pleasant surprise.
"If Bombardier is found guilty of dumping, what will be the penalty?"
The secretary also laughed: "The starting point is to increase tariffs by an additional 300 percent."
"Hahaha, a 300 percent tariff, wow, if that's true, CS300 will basically say goodbye to the US market." Lance Tamir just felt refreshed. If he didn't make good use of this handle that was delivered to his door, he would be letting himself down.
At this time, the secretary whispered, "Mr. Huang is waiting outside. Do you want him to come in?"
"Oh?" Lance Tamir was a little surprised: "At this time?"
"It seems he came from the airport. He knew you had the habit of watching the sunrise, so he came to visit you specially."
"Is that so?" Lance Tamir understood. "He has been on a plane for more than ten hours and is so tired, but he still came here specially. Okay, let him in."
The secretary nodded, but she did not open the door immediately. Instead, she put on a nightgown to cover her graceful body. After fastening her nightgown, the secretary opened the door. Huang Jing, who looked tired, nodded to the secretary, then walked into the house without looking around and went straight to the balcony.
Hearing the footsteps, Lance Tamir did not turn back, but said leisurely: "You came over just after landing. You are thoughtful."
"It's my duty." Huang Jing stood beside him and said respectfully, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I should come back to visit you."
"Visiting is one thing, but what's more important is to show yourself, right?" Lance Tamir laughed and said, "However, the method you proposed is indeed very effective. Bombardier is going to have a headache."
Hearing this, Huang Jing was immediately ecstatic, but no matter how turbulent his heart was, his face remained calm.
Lance Tamir has a sharp vision. Huang Jing had been on a flight for more than ten hours and was already very tired. He ran straight over after getting off the plane. Did he really think he respected Lance Tamir so much?
Before taking off, Huang Jing told Lance Tamir about Xu Cang's mention of the dumping investigation on Bombardier.
Now I am here to inspect the results.
Apparently, with Lance Tamir’s performance, it looks like it’s working pretty well.
"This method was mainly proposed by Xu Cang." Huang Jing said in a low voice, looking very respectful.
"I'm a results-oriented person." Lance Tamir seemed to be in a really good mood: "I'll keep an eye out for suitable positions for you at the headquarters."
Huang Jing couldn't control himself this time: "Thank you, Mr. Tamil."
Lance Tamir waved his hand: "You deserve this."
Huang Jing couldn't stop smiling. He didn't expect that just by passing on a message he could get such a generous reward.
"Oh, right." Lance Tamir sat up slightly. "Did Xu Cang tell me how he came up with the idea of ​​conducting a dumping investigation on Bombardier?"
"That's not what he said." Huang Jing looked at Lance Tamir's expression and couldn't help but become curious: "Is the effect good?"
No, Lance Tamir's reaction could no longer be described as very good. It was the first time he saw Lance Tamir so happy.
"Very good, very good. Originally, I just wanted to delay the Bombardier deal, but looking at the situation, it is even possible to drive Bombardier out of the US market forever. Tsk tsk tsk, once and for all." Lance Tamir said in amazement: "Xu Cang is a very evil guy. Some time ago, I heard that even the wing of our 777 broke in Europe and the plane fell. Fortunately, the 777 has only been officially flying commercially for a short time. If an aviation accident had happened, the impact would have been huge."
The more Lance Tamir looked at Xu Cang, the more he liked him. It seemed like he wanted to adopt Xu Cang as his godson.
Lance Tamir tightened his clothes and said, "When you met Xu Cang, didn't you invite him to come over and see?"
"Xu Cang seems very busy. If we invite him, Mr. Tamil will probably have to show up." Huang Jing laughed and said, "However, Xu Cang said that he originally wanted to send someone to accompany me."
"What?"
"It was about conducting a dumping investigation on Bombardier." Huang Jing said, "However, I feel that this is just an excuse, or just a small part of the trip to the United States. However, in the end, he did not send anyone, but just asked me to convey it. I don't know what his plan is."
"That's right. He's been getting close to Clark Lorenz recently. The guy from General Motors is getting so anxious that he's going crazy." Lance Tamir laughed and said, "Xu Cang has really gotten by with the test flight card. The world's three largest aircraft engine manufacturers all want to maintain good relations with him."
"This is normal. The recent breakthrough in Trent 1000 is proof of this."
"But I heard that there were no problems with the test flight of the Trent 1000."
Huang Jing smiled and said, "That means Xu Cang is very lucky and can lead the test flight work smoothly."
"Good luck?" Lance Tamir laughed. "This guy is so interesting. However, there is one thing I care about. A long time ago, he said he wanted to take action against Airbus."
Huang Jing's voice immediately dropped when he mentioned this: "Mr. Tamil, Xu Cang resold some of the aviation material authorizations we gave him to Tianrong Aviation Materials. The purpose seems to be to obtain a large amount of funds. It seems that there is a big move."
"Big move, what big move can there be?" When Lance Tamir mentioned Airbus, his interest dropped a little: "The A380 is so popular now, it's not easy to deal with it."
"I heard that the A380 delivery was delayed?" Huang Jing asked in confusion, "It is said that the A380 fuselage structure is too complicated..."
"This is normal." Lance Tamir waved his hand. "Back then, wasn't the delivery of our first 777 delayed by a month? This kind of thing is indeed more likely to have some unexpected situations. As long as the delay is no more than two months, it is not a big problem. Alas, were we too arbitrary when evaluating the aviation hub plan? If we had participated in it, we would have a share of the A380 project now. Now, we can only watch."
"Mr. Tamir, we still have 747."
"Yes, we still have the 747." Lance Tamir sighed slightly: "I hope the 747 can hold up."
Just as Lance Tamir's voice fell, Huang Jing heard a secretary's obviously suppressed voice behind him: "Mr. Tamir, the latest news from Airbus."
Lance Tamir raised his eyelids and looked back at the secretary who was walking over: "What news?"
The secretary's face was filled with ecstasy that could not be concealed. "It has been confirmed that the A380 delivery will be delayed for at least half a year. This is the most optimistic time. There is a high probability that the delay will exceed nine months."
Now it was not just Lance Tamir, even Huang Jing was looking at the secretary in disbelief.
"This..." Lance Tamir couldn't believe his ears: "Are you sure!?"
The secretary stepped forward and said, "It seems to be a problem with the CATIA software version. Airbus's various parts factories used different versions of the software, resulting in mismatched parts. Now they need to redraw the drawings and manufacture them, which will definitely take more than half a year, but whether it will be further delayed depends on Airbus's ability."
"Version issue?" Lance Tamir was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Airbus actually made such a low-level mistake, hahahaha."
Boeing spent a lot of money trying to make trouble for Airbus, but it didn't expect that in the end Airbus would stab itself in the back, and this stab hit the vital point.
"Airbus has spent a huge amount of money on the A380 project, and now there is such a serious problem..." The muscles on Lance Tamir's face were twitching: "Airbus is going to... explode."
Huang Jing was also very surprised. Such an important project had such serious manufacturing problems in the early stage, which would undoubtedly greatly undermine market confidence. It seems that Airbus is afraid of bearing huge stock pressure this time.
Suddenly, Huang Jing thought of something. He looked at Lance Tamir fiercely, but found that Lance Tamir also turned his head and looked at him.
Shocked, Lance Tamir stood up abruptly and immediately ordered his secretary, "Contact the PR director, quick!"
They will take advantage of your weakness to kill you. Boeing would feel sorry for itself if it doesn't take advantage of Airbus at this time.
The secretary also realized the urgency of the problem and immediately contacted the public relations director.
After the secretary walked away, Lance Tamir was still in a state of surprise: "Xu Cang is really... amazing!"
Huang Jing frowned. "Could it be that he could foresee that the A380 would have problems? That's impossible. Who could have thought that Airbus would make such a low-level mistake?"
This error in the A380 software version is probably the most serious and low-level mistake since the establishment of Airbus. It is beyond everyone's imagination, except Xu Cang.
"We'll think about it later. The most important thing now is how to put a heavy hand on Airbus and get the leverage that's delivered to them. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Lance Tamir laughed and said, "What do you call this... double happiness?"
Suddenly, the secretary who had just left came back. Lance Tamir caught a glimpse of the secretary from the corner of his eye and asked, "So soon?"
"Mr. Tamil, it was Ms. Qin Xin from Spring Airlines who sent us an official letter. It was passed on by the Secretariat."
"Qin Xin, who is it?" Lance Tamir did not take the document immediately. He was not interested in caring about an unknown person.
At this time, Huang Jing leaned close to Lance Tamir's ear and said something.
Lance Tamir was stunned and smiled: "So that's how it is. We need to see it."
After saying that, he took the official letter and glanced at it, and immediately became interested: "Sure enough, he is the same kind of person as Xu Cang, and he knows how to take advantage of the situation."
The secretary understood what Lance Tamir meant: "Reject?"
Lance Tamir returned the document to the secretary: "No need! Give Xu Cang some face, I agree!"
…
Chen Tianyang was refused entry at the gate of a small courtyard in Gyeonggi Province, Seoul, South Korea.
A young man in his twenties was standing politely in front of the door. Although his attitude was gentle, his meaning was very clear, which was that he would not let Chen Tianyang in.
"Brother Shi Wan, you'd better not go in. The master is resting."
Chen Tianyang frowned: "I can't even find a teacher?"
"Mr. Shi has said everything he should tell you. There is no need to repeat it again." The young man said calmly, "Mr. Shi's health is not as good as before. Brother Shi Wan should let Mr. Shi rest more."
Chen Tianyang held the file bag in his hand, and the muscles on his cheeks tightened: "Is it your idea, or is it the teacher's idea?"
The young man said respectfully: "It's not really important."
Chen Tianyang was stunned for a moment, and then he was like a deflated ball: "I understand, then I won't bother you anymore."
After saying that, Chen Tianyang slowly left the courtyard. However, before he had taken two steps, he heard a young man's voice behind him: "Brother Shi Wan."
Chen Tianyang stopped and half-turned his body: "Anything else?"
The young man bowed to Chen Tianyang from a distance and said, "Please don't let hatred blind your eyes."
Chen Tianyang pursed his lips and said nothing. He just walked away silently until his figure disappeared around the corner.
The young man looked at the corner, was silent for a moment, took light steps, and finally followed.
…
About an hour later, in the corridor in front of the wooden house in the small courtyard, the young man who had gone back and forth knelt on the floor of the corridor and said to the closed wooden door: "Sir, he went to the Great Procuratorate."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door was pushed open, revealing An Daoru's aging body. He seemed even older at this moment, especially after hearing the young man's report on Chen Tianyang's whereabouts: "He still can't let go after all."
"Do you need me to stop him?" the young man asked respectfully.
An Daoru sighed heavily: "No need, he can no longer think rationally about this matter. He has made up his mind, and even if we try to stop him once, he will still do it."
"Sir..." The young man was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "If we can't stop him, why don't we help him according to his wishes?"
An Daoru turned his head slightly and looked at the young man lying down: "Actually, you want to help him too."
The young man was terrified and said, "I just want to do what Brother Shi Wan did and let justice be done."
"Justice has been served." A gleam of light flashed in An Daoru's cloudy eyes: "But now..."
The young man knew what Andoru wanted to say: "Sir, maybe it's not as bad as you think?"
Hearing such childish words, An Daoru just laughed a few times: "Forget it, forget it, let him be."
"Sir, why don't I go and stop Brother Shi Wan?" The young man said anxiously, "He is obviously acting on his own initiative, which is inconsistent with the idea of ​​the person behind him."
"No, it's his own choice."
"But if that person gets angry at Brother Shi Wan because of this, won't the situation be very dangerous?"
An Daoru sighed: "The only thing that cannot be changed is fate. Cheng Shiwan has already made his choice, so he must face his destiny."