"Little goal..." Wang Ling's mouth twitched.
This phrase was indeed Wang Ling's father's famous saying, but even for Wang Ling's dad, the "little goal" was only a billion, whereas the market value of Wangyi Music was seventy to eighty billion, a five hundred times difference!
"What's your plan?" Wang Ling asked, "Even though Wangyi Music is a listed group, all the shares are held by Ding Sanshi, Ding Yuxi, and Ding Sanshi's wife; it's almost like their family business. No matter how rich you are, if they don't sell, you can't possibly acquire it, right?"
"No, no, no, you still don't understand my purpose," Zhang Menglong explained, "I said I want to acquire Wangyi Music, not because I actually want to buy it, but because I want to bring it down. I want them to know how easy it is for me to crush the entire Wangyi Group and then make them willingly offer it as an apology!"
