Moreover, although this 20% stake is important to the subsidiary, as long as the old man takes action, his 20% stake will go down the drain.
Suddenly, cold sweat dripped down, and no one dared to say much, but Wang Wei grabbed the recording pen and threw it hard onto the ground: "Isn't it just a recording pen? You think this could threaten me? Uncle, isn't that too low? Besides, I've already destroyed the recording pen, what will you do now? Aren't you anxious? You should be!"
Seeing his nephew destroy the recording pen, Wang Zhi sneered, looking at Xu Ke without a trace of nervousness, as if he wasn't the one who was flustered just a moment ago.
"I said the president uses this to threaten us, it's a bit unkind, don't you think? Besides, I'm just telling the truth!"
