"Jiajia, no need, adults have their own issues, thoughts, and decisions that we can't control; we can only take care of our own hearts. Don't worry, this won't make me denounce you as my sister," An Qi replied.
"What do we do now? After distributing the money, the company will have very little working capital left," Zhou Jiajia said, her eyebrows tightly knit with worry.
"First, halt the production of the Tianyao S7 phone, and continue producing other models; then invest in and develop new technologies," An Qi answered.
Now, that was all she could do.
Lin Yifan, standing nearby, wanted to extend a helping hand, but his company's working capital was also limited, so he had to temporarily give up on rescuing her.
"To challenge me on my first day out, my uncle is really ruthless!" An Qi's delicate, pink fists clenched in anger and frustration.
