Qiao Hai sat on the couch, slipping a cigar between his lips. He skimmed the papers on the table with little interest.
"Miss Song, as far as I know, the Song Group has been acquired by JK International. I think it won't be long before the Song Group's building is razed to the ground. You want me to not withdraw my investment. Am I to oppose JK International?"
Song Xirou sat across from him, gripping her sunglasses tightly, "As long as you, director Qiao, do not withdraw the investment, I have the confidence to regain the Song Group."
As long as she could convince Qiao Hai, she would still have a chance to struggle.
"Heh heh."
Qiao Hai blew smoke rings, laughing heartily.
"Miss Song, you are joking. I, Qiao, have no capability to contest with JK International. Please don't put me in a difficult position."
Song Xirou clenched her teeth, "Director Qiao, state your terms. Anything in my capacity, I will agree."
