Jasper slowly said, “I understand what
you mean, but….”
“There is no buts.”
Jasper was rarely interrupted.
Even so, Reuben did not think that there:
was anything wrong with doing this. He
continued, “Mr. Laine, we are throwing a
sprat to catch a herring.
“In any game, whenever the difference in
strength between the enemy and us is
huge, the weak must find another way to
defeat the strong. We created this
situation with many difficulties, but the
previous relatively evenly matched board
has been shattered by our opponents, so w
e have to sacrifice something to make up
for it.
“As long as our strategic goal is achieved,
the loss is acceptable.”
Jasper narrowed his eyes and looked at
Reuben on the screen. He said, “If that’s
the case, what do you think can be
sacrificed, Waterhoof City capital or
Harbor City capital?”
“Mr. Laine, I think there is already a choice in your heart, right?”
Jasper closed his eyes slightly, leaned back on the chair, and said slowly but challengingly, “Waterhoof City capital is too small. Even if you sacrifice them, it will not produce that much power. You’ll just be sacrificing them in vain.”
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