The message in the group was simple: In light of the company's development, the following plans have been made, effective as of noon today, subletting the shops in hand is strictly prohibited!!!
Although the message was simple.
For Sun Qiangdong and Liu Cheng, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Because there was less than half an hour left until twelve o'clock.
That is to say.
They had to sublet the two shops in less than half an hour.
Once the deadline at twelve o'clock passed, they would no longer be able to process the subletting.
If that time really came...
They would not get a single penny.
"President Sun, would you consider transferring the Mi Yu Tea House to me now?" Huang Zhen looked at Sun Qiangdong with a smile that was not really a smile, as if he had Sun right where he wanted him.
"You... You're taking advantage of a crisis!" Sun Qiangdong trembled with rage, his blood pressure skyrocketing.
