Chapter Three: The Zero Auction

“No. But it buys the first factory Haiyue planned to seize, while judicial preservation freezes your other forty-six deals.” “You lack the capital efficiency.” Zhou Lin looked at Bai Wei. For twenty-four hours, her greatest talent for managing credit lines, settlement windows, and cash flow belonged to him. “Not anymore.” Jiming turned sharply toward Gu. “Mr. Gu, this wasn't our agreement.” Gu removed his sunglasses. A ring of silver cracks bordered his right pupil. “I promised to seat him. I did not promise to help you win.” He placed a black chip before Zhou Lin. A table was engraved on one face, a door on the other. “The Fate Chip can bet only on choices offered by others,” Gu said. “My Dealer Chip designs choices for them.