"Dump the stock?!" Zhang Huayu heard the voice over the phone and couldn't believe it, "Why, why would they dump the stock? The letter of intent has been signed. Even if the Ou Family is the wealthiest, how dare they?"
From the other end of the line, only a sorrowful voice responded, "Mr. Zhang, just accept it! We're finished! While the news of the termination has not spread, sell everything immediately. There might still be a glimmer of hope!!"
At this point, the call ended!
Zhang Huayu was utterly devastated, life seemingly drained from him.
Outside the office, Zhang Hai heard some noise and immediately came in, still wearing a smile, "Dad, what's wrong? Why do you look so serious..."
Zhang Huayu came to his senses and stared blankly at his son, "They dumped the stock, dumped the stock..."
"Dumped the stock? What do you mean dumped the stock?!" Zhang Hai, clueless but clearly anxious, urged, "Dad, slow down, tell me."
