Qiao Yonghui's heart trembled, and his attitude became even more pliant, "I guarantee it will never happen again. I stake my life on it..."
Jian Wan couldn't deny it and briskly signed her name with a flourish.
Now, Qiao Yonghui only had 8.5% of the shares left. It would not be long before she stripped him of everything.
She had always been composed, not overly excited because Qiao Yonghui had ceded his shares.
"All right, I'll take care of it," Jian Wan said.
"Thank you..."
Qiao Yonghui whispered his thanks. It was only today that he realized, the only one who could save him in this world was Jian Wan. From the day he met her, it had always been so. Otherwise, he, a descendant of a poor family from the mountain, wouldn't know where to scrounge for a meal now.
