The next day.
Due to the stock limit falling, Zhu Hongye didn't sleep all night. A man in his fifties, with deep dark circles under his eyes, he quickly tidied up and planned to head straight to the company, with less than half an hour left until the market opened.
Zhu Chaoji's mother, Liu Xianggui, hadn't been able to eat or drink ever since Zhu Chaoji was arrested. The elegant demeanor she'd cultivated from her comfortable lifestyle had disappeared. She'd lost a lot of weight, sitting on the couch staring blankly at a TV screen that showed nothing.
Zhu Hongye had seen enough of this behavior from her these past few days and remained silent with a dark expression.
