Late at night, Wu Mei stood in front of the French windows with her arms crossed. Her eyes were cold and indifferent without any emotion.
Li Nanchen pushed open the door and entered. He quietly picked up a nightgown and draped it over Wu Mei's shoulders.
He wanted to console Wu Mei, but he heard an abrupt vibration in the quiet space.
Wu Mei picked up the wireless satellite phone. The black market boss said in a hoarse voice, "Time is tight. Currently, we've only bought over 8% of the loose shares."
"The other shareholders of the Wu Corporation are interested in selling their shares, but there seems to be another group of people secretly bidding for it. Do you need me to look into their identities?"
Wu Mei's tightly pursed red lips curled up into a slight smile. She seemed to heave a sigh of relief as she chuckled and said, "Thank you."
