A field stone is a textbook.

Lin Yi finally frowned: "according to this opinion, what Du Jiuxi advocates is that small organizations should be merged into large organizations to facilitate the effective integration of resources. Kezhifu society is one of the five major organizations. Even if it is merged, other small organizations will join in, and it will never be the merged party."

The Zhifu society and the Linyi group are integrated. Now Linyi is closed, so he is also required to block the storm of Zhifu society.

"Who's bigger, Zhifu society or Wushe society?"

Li Jing asked slowly.

Shen Yifan replied in a deep voice, "they are the same as the five major associations, which are generally large."

"There are 800 people in Wushe, but there are not even 200 people in Zhifu society. Can you tell me how big they are?"

Li Jing sneered, a pair of squinting eyes, dangerous up and down looking at Shen Yifan: "are you teasing me?"

Shen Yifan is neither humble nor arrogant: "the number of people is not the only standard to measure the scale of the society. Of course, the number of Zhifu society is far less than that of Wushe. But in terms of the scale of the industry, I'm afraid even Wushe can only look up to it. If not, how can there be five societies?"

"You might as well tell me directly that Zhifu society can make more money."

Li Jing sneers again, and suddenly the sword comes out of its sheath without any sign. The sword Qi of Changhong almost touches Shen Yifan's ear and directly splits the stone wall 20 meters away from the rear into a huge crack extending to the roof.

For a time, all the people of Linyi group were facing the enemy.

Only Shen Yifan, who was the first to bear the brunt, sat still and looked at each other coldly.