People like Braydon Neal, who had directly poured in a large amount of money, were obviously trying to seize the stock by force.
In the stock market, the flow of capital was always the boss. Whoever had more money would be the boss.
The sky outside turned completely dark.
"Young Master, it's time to go home for dinner!" Xandra Milton knocked on the door and entered.
He saw thirty to fifty employees of the Investment Department standing outside the office. It was already past the working hours, but without their young master's permission, who would dare to leave?
This young master had come today and directly chased away ten directors by himself. He had imperceptibly established his authority, and all the employees were in awe of him.
Xandra glanced at the computer and was slightly surprised. "You bought the shares of Cloud Biopharmaceuticals?"
"What do you think of my taste?" Braydon chuckled.
