There had been a lot of trouble in the company recently. Especially the stock prices, which had fallen continuously.
If it wasn't for this shareholder who wanted to cooperate with young master Zheng's company, he would have been unable to hold on.
And now that something like this had happened, he really didn't know what the company would become.
"That's enough," Qiao Anqi cut off his call, glanced at it, and hung up.
Damn it, what's going on?
Because of her anger, her face was distorted and she didn't look like a human anymore.
Her face hurt so badly that she snuggled on the sofa for a while before she recovered.
She grabbed her phone again and dialed young master Zheng's number.
The phone rang once, but no one picked up. Qiao Anqi's anger grew.
It was like building blocks, stacking layer by layer. As long as one layer had a problem, all the building blocks would collapse.
Suppressing her anger, Qiao Anqi dialed young master Zheng's number again.
