Gao Fengbo quietly wiped away some sweat.
Bao Bin speculated, "Did they deliberately leave a few tens of thousands to trap us?"
The situation was urgent, and Liu Hanhe quickly ordered, "Don't hold back, guys, quickly bring out the reserve funds to support the stock price!"
Hu Lei immediately got to work, shouting, "He's definitely running low on chips, hold this wave!"
More sweat appeared on Gao Fengbo's forehead.
Others may not know, but doesn't he know exactly how many bullets Han Lie has left?
Stop holding on, just run!
But he couldn't say a word, not even show any abnormality.
"You guys hang in there, I'm going to make a call to get some support from the margin department!"
Gao Fengbo grabbed his phone, quickly got up, and moved outside the camera's view.
Just as he was about to walk out the door, his phone rang... It was Liu Hanhe from the meeting room.
