With the phone call ended, Ouyang Fangcun's fury, like a fiercely burning flame, swiftly turned towards Shen Nian.
His gaze was sharp and full of contempt, his lips twisted into a mocking curve.
"You money-losing goods! Investing in you is simply a waste!" Ouyang Fangcun's voice was laced with biting sarcasm, his gestures intense as if he wanted to expel Shen Nian from his sight.
Shen Nian felt a piercing chill; her heart was filled with helplessness. Fear showed in her eyes, but she struggled to maintain a facade of calm.
"Mr. Ouyang, may I ask what happened?" Shen Nian's voice carried a hint of bewilderment, surely something had been said on the other end of the phone.
A trace of disdain flickered across Ouyang Fangcun's gaze, "Pei Jingchuan and Song Yanghao have intensified their efforts. Do you think I should still help you?"
Shen Nian knew well that the involvement of Pei Jingchuan and Song Yanghao undoubtedly made her situation more difficult.
