Tang Zhenshan stood there, dumbfounded.
He hadn't expected Xu Yang to be so lucky as to have become a shareholder of China Colored Metal Group.
It was as if he had grasped his lifeline.
He hurriedly picked up his phone and dialed Xu Yang's number, "Xu Yang, I didn't expect you to have become a shareholder of China Colored Metal Group. I won't oppose you anymore. If you re-invite me to join the Colored Metal Alliance, we can write off all our grudges, or else I will absolutely not let you go!"
"I want to see how you won't let me go." Xu Yang said with a cold laugh and hung up the phone.
If Tang Jinglong had shown signs of yielding, he wouldn't have been against inviting Tang Corporation to join the Colored Metal Alliance.
But Tang Zhenshan's final words had made Xu Yang change his mind.
Tang Zhenshan, at the other end of the phone, listening to the dial tone, his expression became fierce.
