Manager Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and speculated, "Mr. Fu, Li Qingshan mentioned before that he had no intention of signing with a company. Maybe he really doesn't plan to sign?"

"Impossible," Fu Wen dismissed the idea without a second thought. "The path of martial arts can't be pursued without sufficient resources, especially for someone with Li Qingshan's background. Unless he's an idiot, or..."

Fu Wen's expression darkened, and he began tapping his fingers on the table. "Someone's poaching from us in Yinghai!"

"Mr. Fu, that's impossible," Manager Zhou said nervously, quickly adding, "I've followed your instructions to obscure last night's news as much as possible. Besides the local companies that received the news first, it couldn't have spread far. Those small local companies don't even know the contract levels; they couldn't offer better terms than us."