When Luo Bozhong was unjustly humiliated by Shan Jinxi, his face instantly turned ugly.
He glanced at the lobby manager who hadn't left yet, and his assistant who had finished making tea and was standing at the door of his office, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"There's nothing for you here. Go and do your own things."
"Luo Bozhong, you're yelling at your employees over such a trivial matter. If the Luo Group were to go bankrupt, wouldn't you want to kill them all before you're satisfied?" Shan Jinxi sneered, his eyes filled with a strong warning as he looked at Luo Bozhong.
Both the lobby manager and the president's assistant showed surprise upon hearing Shan Jinxi's words.
Although they had prepared for the worst, when they heard the news with their own ears, they instantly showed panic, as if the Luo Group was really going to go bankrupt.
When Luo Bozhong noticed the unpleasant expressions on the faces of the two employees, the fierce look in his eyes became clear.
"Shan Jinxi, don't talk nonsense in my company."
That's nonsense!
Dan Jinxi gave a cold laugh, and when he turned to look at Clyde Owen, his expression became serious.
“Owen, that idiot Luo Bozhong thinks I’m talking nonsense. Do you think it’s unnecessary for the two of us to come and inform him of our actions?”
"It's really unnecessary; there's no need to reason with this kind of person."
Clyde Owen's cruelty was clearly revealed, and a cold smile played on his lips as he said, "President Luo, why didn't your daughter, who is good at acting, come with us today? I have a big gift for her."
"What are you planning to do to Luo Yutong now?"
Luo Bozhong was filled with apprehension towards Clyde Owen, and when Owen suddenly mentioned the name 'Luo Yutong', he felt a sudden panic.
Last night, after they got home, He Qingfeng suddenly felt unwell and even fainted when the pain became unbearable.
At that time, he could only send the person to the nearest hospital for treatment. Although the test results were the same as those of Huangfu Junhao's hospital, they said that the disease was incurable and that even if medication was used to control it, it would only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.
Luo Bozhong stared at Clyde Owen and Shan Jinxi with a gloomy expression, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
“Owen, Yutong did something to wrong you. I’m using the Luo Group to make amends. Isn’t that enough?”
"Shan Jinxi, ask the bank if they have the money ready?"
Clyde Owen was too lazy to waste any more words with Luo Bozhong. He had planned to cut things off quickly and decisively, and didn't intend to keep Luo Bozhong hanging for a while.
He glanced back at Shan Jinxi, and after the other nodded, his chilling gaze fixed directly on Luo Bozhong.
"Luo Bozhong, the Luo Group never belonged to your Luo family. Before, you held 45% of the shares, making you the largest shareholder, but that's no longer the case!"
What do you mean by that?
As if he had guessed the reason, Luo Bozhong stormed into his assistant's office with a grim expression and shouted angrily, "Immediately check the shares held by the shareholders."
"No need to investigate. I spoke with several of your group's shareholders yesterday, and this morning they actually came to me to sell their shares at a bargain price."
Clyde Irving spoke about it without any hesitation, his eyes filled with mockery.
The assistant then understood why so many people had taken the day off; they had found out about it before he did.
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