Looking at the burning flames in Lin Xiang's eyes, Qin Chuan didn't know what to say.
Jinmei International lending its support was no small matter; in fact, it was a huge one.
Perhaps to many business novices, it seemed like merely making an announcement, but anyone with a bit of business acumen knew that this endorsement was essentially another declaration of war from Jinmei International against the Han family's coal industry.
The struggle between the two coal industry giants would be seen by the Han family as an act of aggression instigated by Jinmei International, with far-reaching consequences, potentially triggering a major upheaval in the entire coal industry of Jin Province.
Even higher authorities would intervene swiftly, absolutely unwilling to allow such a situation to occur.
"Manager Lin, your idea seems a bit wishful and utterly impractical!" Qin Chuan said.
"Jinmei International would absolutely not get involved in such a matter!"
Jinmei International wasn't foolish; why would they make such a choice unless there was immense profit at stake?
"Yes, my idea is a bit wishful. It's incredibly difficult to get someone from Jinmei International to stand up for us. But without a powerful and capable figurehead, as you said, the forces we have now are just a pile of loose sand, difficult to form into anything significant." Lin Xiang said with a bitter expression. Xishan Coal Industry might have some strength, but it was still far too distant compared to the Han family. Though they desired revenge, they were acutely aware of their own capabilities.
"For our revenge against the Han family this time, we either don't act at all, or we must have a hundred percent certainty. Strike at their weakest point, delivering a fatal blow that sets the Han family back at least ten years!" Lin Ting said sternly from the side.
"Boss Qin, perhaps you merely intend to get simple revenge on the Han family, perhaps even just eliminating that Liu An. But we are different from you. We either don't act, or we drag the Han family down from their pinnacle into the abyss, from which they can never recover. This is the difference in our starting points!" Lin Xiang continued.
Qin Chuan was stunned. He pondered it carefully, and then a sudden realization struck him – it was indeed like that! He had never truly considered, from the outset, using this opportunity to plunge the Han family into an abyss from which they could never recover. All he wanted was to teach the Han family a lesson, to let them know he wasn't so easily bullied; even a small ant, if it bites you, can cause you pain for a long time. He hadn't expected that the Lin siblings, and even the Jin'an Group and Taishan Enterprises, were thinking of not acting at all, but if they did, they would completely dismantle the Han family, setting them back at least ten years.
Ten years! With the development of the coal industry, ten years could create countless billionaires. If a force regressed by ten years, they would become vulnerable to anyone. A sudden awakening filled him with seriousness, and Qin Chuan's expression became considerably more somber. Since others had such grand ambitions, his own initial intentions had to change. After all, it was impossible to have a peaceful resolution with the Han family in the future, so why not take this opportunity to push them into the abyss...
However, while the idea was good, implementing it in reality was immensely difficult. To drag the Han family into the abyss required absolute support and strong, irrefutable evidence. Where could such power be found? Where was the evidence? The evidence held by the three individuals from Blood Wolf was far from enough to harm the Han family in any significant way; at most, it could only cause Liu An some trouble.
At the dinner table, Qin Chuan and the Lin siblings were engrossed in this problem, falling into a deadlock. The final outcome was no one had come up with a surprisingly brilliant solution, and they all returned home with heavy hearts.
Back at the hotel, Qin Chuan lay on his bed, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Xiao Chuan, don't put too much pressure on yourself! If it really doesn't work out, we can just go back. I think with the strength we've shown so far, that old scoundrel Liu An won't dare to act recklessly in the future!" His elder brother, Qin Yang, lying on the adjacent bed, noticed his younger brother's demeanor and couldn't help but offer comfort. This was the first time he had ever seen Qin Chuan like this; he had always been confident and composed before.
Qin Chuan remained motionless, still staring fixedly at the ceiling. Just as Qin Yang was becoming extremely anxious, Qin Chuan suddenly turned around and looked directly at his elder brother. "Brother, do you think we can start with that old scoundrel and find the biggest weakness in the Han family's coal industry?"
"Old scoundrel... you mean Old Master Han?" Qin Yang asked tentatively.
"Yes!" Qin Chuan flipped over and sat up in bed, his jet-black eyes glittering under the lamplight. "From the intelligence we've gathered, isn't it known that old man is extremely lecherous? Not only did he assault the wives of his subordinates, but he even went after his own daughters-in-law in the end. We could perhaps start from there. If we genuinely find irrefutable evidence, publicizing it would create public opinion pressure no less than a large-scale financial sanction against the Han family."
The more Qin Chuan spoke, the brighter his eyes became. He suddenly realized that in this era of undeveloped information, people had far from grasped the immense power of public opinion. In later generations, the era of self-media had long proven the formidable energy of public opinion. In ancient times, scholars could use their tongues to condemn people to death. In the era of self-media, the collective energy of tens of millions of netizens could become a rope, almost destructive. Resourceful netizens could dig up an entire family's ancestry, exposing all information, like parading naked through the streets. Although this era was not comparable to the later self-media, television and newspapers were quite prevalent, almost ubiquitous in every household. Once something was published in a newspaper or broadcast on television, the effect would be no less than that of the later self-media era.
"Forces like Xishan Coal Industry, Jin'an Group, and Taishan Enterprises are all currently a pile of loose sand, and none of them want to be the leader! In that case, let's be the leader ourselves!" Qin Chuan rapidly analyzed his strategy, his jet-black eyes flashing with sharp brilliance. "As long as we can find irrefutable evidence of Old Master Han's actions and then publicize it, the Han family will inevitably become the target of public scrutiny, busy dealing with the immense pressure of public opinion; at that time, I believe that as long as these people still have any backbone and want revenge, they will seize the opportunity to rise up and attack the Han family together! We won't need Jinmei International to lend us support; everything will happen naturally!"
Qin Yang's mouth fell open, and he stared at his younger brother in astonishment. "What's wrong, brother? Did I say something wrong?" Qin Chuan asked, confused.
Qin Yang snapped back to attention, shaking his head vigorously like a rattle drum. "No! No! You're absolutely right, but how do we find that dirty evidence of Old Master Han?"
Qin Chuan rubbed his chin, and after a long while, his eyes lit up. "Brother, do you still remember that Li Xiangcao was mentioned in the confessions of Blood Wolf and the others?"
"I certainly remember that. To be precise, almost all the information concerning our Yongnan County was leaked by this woman!" Mentioning Li Xiangcao, the usually kind and honest Qin Yang began to grit his teeth, indicating how thoroughly this woman had now become detested by everyone.