"Five shareholders, one share each, very fair, huh." Yan Yueqing looked at him. "What, did I distribute it unevenly?"
President Liu's corner of mouth twitched: "We... we have nine shareholders."
"Nine?" Yan Yueqing didn't take the bait, and merely responded with a noncommittal "Oh," "Soon there will only be five left."
What a statement!
A naked threat!
President Liu's face could barely hang on: "President Yue, we understand if you don't want to distribute shares to us, but what you said there, isn't it a bit—"
Before he could finish, the door was gently knocked twice.
A young man in a suit rushed in frantically: "Director Feng, it's not good, the Tax Bureau people are here!"
Feng Long frowned: "If they're here, they're here, what are you panicking about?"
"And the Supervisory Authority's..."
President Liu's eyes widened!
What?!
The Tax Bureau and the Supervisory Authority are here at the same time?!
"The people from the safety inspection are also here!"
