"Old Jiang, there's really no need for this," Xu Yang said with a bitter smile.
"Xu Yang, just sign it," Jiang Yuheng urged again. "My dad said if you don't sign, I shouldn't bother coming home anymore. You can't let me end up homeless, can you?"
"..." Xu Yang was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but he could only agree helplessly and signed the contract.
With that, Xu Yang had become a shareholder of Wan Da Film and Television Company.
Although he only held three percent of the shares, this stake was not taken lightly by any tycoon in the film and television industry.
"Right, remember the last time we had dinner together, you mentioned your wife works at a bank, right?" Jiang Yuheng asked.
Last time, when they had dinner with Lin Junyi and the others, they learned a bit about each other's situations.
Jiang Yuheng knew that Xu Yang had resigned from his company and was just trading stocks and futures at home, looking for something else to do.
