"We're still investigating, but the main competitor in this region is Han International. They've been trying to edge into our market for years. If we falter, they'll step in to fill the gap."
Another player added to the list.
Mo Ran tapped his fingers against the desk, his mind moving rapidly. The attacks were coming from different angles, but they all had a common goal—to weaken Mo Corporation, to make him scramble, to make him react.
But they had underestimated him.
He didn't react. He crushed.
"Call our legal and compliance teams," he ordered. "I want them at customs within the hour, pressing every official until they have no choice but to clear the shipment. If we need to, we'll escalate this to international trade regulators."
"Understood, sir!" Zhang quickly jotted notes before hesitating. "And if that doesn't work?"
Mo Ran's eyes darkened. "Then we find out who's taking bribes, and we make sure their career ends before the month is over."
