The shareholders were all voicing their differing opinions, none willing to plug the gaps for Tian Kun.
Ye Lu sneered inwardly, when they received dividends from Tian Kun, they had no complaints, but now that Tian Kun was about to fall, nobody was willing to lend a hand.
"Ye Lu, do you have anything to say?" Jun Guanru said.
Ye Lu's voice was cold and sharp, "I just want to say that it's easy to share wealth, but at the first sign of trouble, everyone runs the fastest. If Tian Kun survives this ordeal and the stock rises back, I'm sure all the uncles won't have so much to say!"
The shareholders all had unpleased expressions, hearing her clear sarcasm for their unwillingness to help Tian Kun.
