The young miss seemed to have grown up overnight, and Uncle Yuan found this quite unsettling. "Uh… yes, but if the company is to be sold, doesn't it all amount to the same whoever buys it?"
Xiang Wan closed the documents, closed her eyes, and leaned back on the sofa to think for a moment. "You go and tell Zuo Xingyun that if he wants to buy it, he has to pay double."
Uncle Yuan was somewhat astonished. "Double?"
"Yes," Xiang Wan got up and stretched her limbs. "Selling to someone else only requires ten billion; if he wants it, he has to pay double. With twenty billion to acquire it, given his abilities and connections, it won't take long for him to break even. I did spend some time at the company, after all, and I'm clear on the annual profits. He won't be at a loss."
Uncle Yuan stood in place, not moving, and took a long time to decide to speak up and advise. "Miss, I don't think there's any need for such a fallout between you and the Second Master."
