Footsteps echoed, coming from the stairwell.
A cup of tea was handed to him; Ding Lizhong silently took it, knowing it was his wife, the wife who, in his eyes, would never grow up. But at this moment, he seemed to dare not meet her eyes.
Because he knew the peaceful days were over.
After the next shareholders' meeting, he, a billionaire, would likely be penniless. To gain any benefits, he could only rely on endless lawsuits, only wait for unpredictable judgments, and with the energy of Changsheng Group, he ultimately couldn't compete, whether it was internal company struggles or external judicial decisions...
"Today, I learned about the situation at the shareholder meeting!" Mrs. Ding said softly.
Ding Lizhong trembled slightly; she already knew.
