The President on the other end of the phone felt that things were not going well for him. He despised the sensation of being struck by the formidable challenge the other party was about to put him through, but suddenly that threat vanished into thin air. He couldn’t comprehend why Bernard would dare to undermine his authority like this and slap him with a $50 billion fine.
It was akin to you threatening someone, only for them to defy you and give you a swift slap in return. Not only did they refuse to beg for mercy, but they even suggested you go ahead and shoot them.
Fuming, he took Bernard's audacity as a provocation and coldly stated, "Alright, I understand Mr. Arnault. You think of yourself as a hero now and believe I won’t retaliate. You have nothing to fear, but let me assure you, I will make you regret this!"
After saying that, he clenched his teeth and hung up, immediately calling his staff, "Find a way to exert pressure on Mr. Arnault's group to see if we can reasonably and effectively increase their tariffs. When the incident on White Horse Island is in the spotlight, look for loopholes within his group. Ideally, we should impose a hefty fine! I want to make him feel the sting!"
One of the heavier-set, bearded colleagues spoke up, "President, the entire world is currently watching Mr. Arnault like a hawk, tempted to impose tariffs on his business or investigate his group. It would be easy for outsiders to perceive our actions as deliberate retaliation against the White Horse Island incident and Blackwater Company, so I think we should hold off for now."
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