Lu Yunque was rich, yes, but that wasn't a reason for her to squander his money.
Besides, it wasn't as if she couldn't afford it herself.
After all, 2.5 billion was less than what she collected in a single month's rent.
"Fine, then I'll sell them to you at the original price."
Lu Yunque knew that if he still refused to take her money, Yun Zijin would probably start a fight with him.
And when that happened, he'd be the one feeling the most tormented.
But it wasn't business hours yet, so Lu Yunque wasn't in a hurry to have Mo Bin prepare the contract.
"What do you think would happen if I had someone tell the minority shareholders that Xia Zhengguang sold his shares?"
As for how much he sold, they would, of course, exaggerate the amount.
It's easy to start a rumor, but exhausting to debunk one.
That wasn't just an empty saying.
"The chairman is about to bolt. What's the point of these minority shareholders holding on?"
Lu Yunque was showing Yun Zijin a clear path forward.
