At times like this, when calls wouldn't go through, Ji Anning was so anxious she wanted to smash her phone. She was about to dial again when her phone rang.
It was from Charles. She answered, "Mr. Charles, what exactly do you want me to do?"
Charles replied with a light laugh, "Just accept the shares Ji Zhengdao is giving you. Isn't it good to become the largest shareholder of J.C?"
Ji Anning ignored the perfunctory tone of Charles, suppressing her anxious and irritable emotions, and patiently explained, "You don't understand, him transferring the shares to me is just a front. He would never truly transfer his shares to me. His life's work, why would he hand it over to an outsider like me."
Charles seemed to be running out of patience, commanding, "No matter what scheme he's playing, even if it's just to pass them through you, as long as he is truly transferring the shares to you now, that's all that matters."
"Mr. Charles..."
