After finishing his conversation, Mr. Ye hung up the phone, overwhelmed with disappointment.
Not long after the call, Mr. Ye collapsed in his study. It wasn't until the housekeeper entered the room that they found Mr. Ye unconscious on the floor. Everyone worked together to rush Mr. Ye to the hospital...
When Cao Shiyu saw Ye Xiandong hang up the phone, she was very anxious: "What's wrong? Is there really a problem with the plot of land in the east of the city?"
They spent 2 billion on it, could it just be wasted?!
"A small iron-ore factory used to operate near that land. Although it has been demolished for several years, the pollution is still there. For the time being, that land can't be used," Ye Xiandong said hoarsely, his mood heavier than ever before.
He had been too hasty. He knew it wasn't worth it to spend 2 billion for the land, but he wanted to use it to strike at Ye Qilan.
He was so eager to gain an advantage over Ye Qilan that he took a big fall.
