The Three Sacred Treasures (5)

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The chance to vent at the research institute was short-lived.

A few days later, Loengrin Trading House held a shareholders' meeting.

It was an emergency meeting, called in the wake of the patent lawsuit defeat and the subsequent stock plunge.

Loengrin Trading House's grand assembly hall was magnificent.

It was spacious enough to comfortably accommodate hundreds of major shareholders and investors.

Though they were now second in the industry, the prestige of a house with a hundred-year history hadn't vanished.

But the air in that lavish space was colder than ice.

“Chairman.”

An old, shrewd nobleman spoke to Chairman Weidel, seated at the head of the table...