Just a small, inconspicuous shareholder, yet always being used indefinitely by this person, truly... a capitalist.
After huffing and puffing for half the day, he reluctantly took out his phone and dialed the number of the Head of the Investment Department.
***
Next door, Jing Yu pressed Tang Shu's doorbell.
The one who came to answer the door was Yang Tiantian; since it was almost noon, she was in the kitchen dealing with various ingredients.
When she heard the doorbell, this life assistant emerged with a spatula in her hand, smelling of cooking fumes.
"Oh, it's Mr. Jing, welcome, welcome, please come in!"
Seeing Mr. Jing again, who according to her boss was a friend, Yang Tiantian perked up considerably, her big eyes filled with surprise and... gossip.
"I'm here to see Shushu."
"The boss is in the study on the second floor, please wait, I'll go and ask her to come down."
"No need,"
