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"Cough! Cough cough cough! Cough! Miss, listen to you! Fu Lin and Feng Shang, these two families, really need to be tidied up, hmm, they must be severely punished!" Liao Jinglin said, putting on a human facade.
An Yiqing chuckled and shook her head, feeling somewhat helpless concerning the treasure that was Liao Jinglin.
"Alright, get it together, in a few days it'll be your turn to make an appearance," An Yiqing said while she picked up her cellphone from the coffee table and dialed An Zhiyu's number.
"Xiao Yoo, consolidate the stocks, it's time to start closing the net."
They had cast a long line to catch a big fish; after toiling for a week, the big fish was finally hooked.
A few days later, Fulin Group convened the most solemn and dreariest shareholder meeting in its history. Shareholders were all present, whether they were at home or in the hospital receiving treatment, every last one of them turned up, even if two of them had to be wheeled in by their aides.
