Old Qi looked at Leng Liewei, waiting for his answer.
Leng Liewei gently placed his hand on Old Qi's hand and said lightly, "You get up first, don't kneel, it's too cold on the ground."
Seeing Leng Liewei's attitude soften, Old Qi thought he agreed, and stood up accordingly.
"Will you help Qi Hui? Right now, only you can help her!" As he spoke, it seemed Old Qi remembered something, "I will persuade Qi Hui to return Huamei International's shares to you! Wouldn't this help make up for the embezzlement of public funds?"
Leng Liewei sighed, "Old Qi, I cannot promise you anything now. Qi Hui's actions amount to economic crime, and the embezzled public funds must be returned. Now, with things at this stage, I can only promise you that Huamei International and the Leng Family will not pressure the police and judge over this matter, nor will we secretly make things difficult for Qi Hui. This is already the greatest concession I can make."
