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"Now that Tang Yuchan has pulled out, Mr. Kang, please take over Huaxu’s plate. We’ll turn the underground market into partitioned shops, ready to become a food city."

"Ah, I don’t really understand this." Wang Xiaocong was somewhat puzzled, "The food street stopped, so why are we starting a food city?"

"Underhanded." Kang Yue understood and gave Shen Dong a sideways glance.

Shen Dong didn’t take offense and smiled, "This is indeed quite underhanded, but think about it. When the food street was booming, were the shops worth a lot?"

"Definitely worth a lot." Wang Xiaocong nodded in agreement.

Shen Dong continued, "But without our cost control and profit recycling, even if their flavors are top-notch, how high can their profit margins be? Plus, there’s the bottleneck phase that Mr. Kang mentioned."

"It’s a comparative harm. When we ran it, it was a blast, but in their hands, it’s less popular. Customers don’t analyze market factors; they’ll assume if we can do it, and they can’t, then they’re not up to par."

"Another point is, selling the shops can deceive some people into taking over, using the enemy’s money to develop ourselves. Isn’t that killing two birds with one stone?"

With a smile, Wang Xiaocong gave Kang Yue thumbs up, "You really understand him; so crafty."

Crafty?

Shen Dong had learned this from Luan Hongyue; he was a businessman, being kind to enemies meant being cruel to himself.