The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 670, send over the shareholder list (second update)
Ye Jiuliang remained silent, holding him tightly for a moment.
Afterward, she let go of her hands.
"Hurry up and go; I want to play games with Anuo."
Just when she was about to step out of his embrace, a warm large hand pulled her back into his arms, and Ye Jiuliang’s face showed surprise.
"Little Wolf, it’s not a good habit to say one thing and mean another," a low and magnetic voice rose near her ear, with a hint of laughter in it.
"Don’t stay up too late playing games; go to sleep early."
Ye Jiuliang looked up, "Who is saying..."
She was about to argue when suddenly her lips felt a pressure.
The man’s exquisite handsome face loomed close, and looking into his deep, dark eyes, Ye Jiuliang curved her lips into a smile.
Late at night, it was natural for Li Mochan not to let Ye Jiuliang see him out. He stopped her at the door to her room.
"Don’t kick the blankets off when you sleep at night, and remember to keep the heating on," he instructed with concern.
Ye Jiuliang nodded, pulling a piece of candy from her pocket and stuffing it into the pocket of his coat, "I’m not a child anymore, hurry up and go; Wei Xi must be getting impatient."
After speaking, she closed the door decisively.
If she didn’t leave now, she was afraid she wouldn’t bear to let him go.
Li Mochan looked at the tightly closed door, took the candy she had given him from his pocket, and warmth spread across his normally cool features.
Clearly just a child, yet using candy to coax him.
...
Once Li Mochan left, the room seemed much quieter.
Ye Jiuliang flopped onto the bed, letting out a sigh.
So boring.
At that moment, her phone lying on the bed rang.
Rolling over, Ye Jiuliang picked up the phone and glanced at it indifferently.
It was a call from Wei Bei.
She frowned; why was Wei Bei calling her this late?
Cradling curiosity, she pressed answer, "Wei Bei, what’s up?"
"Madam, the master’s phone is unreachable. Is he with you?" Wei Bei asked.
Ye Jiuliang spoke in a gentle voice, "Mohan has gone to J State. He’s probably on the plane now. Has something happened?"
"Mo Su is secretly approaching the company’s shareholders, offering a high price to buy their shares," Wei Bei’s voice was dark, betraying his angry mood.
Although nearly ninety percent of the Group’s shares were in the hands of his master, the remaining ten percent, although not capable of making much of a wave, would still be a disaster if it fell into Mo Su’s hands.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes turned cold.
First proposing a marriage alliance, and now wanting to buy shares?
She truly intended to destroy what she couldn’t possess.
Ye Jiuliang tugged at her lips, coldness condensing in her eyes, "Don’t tell Mohan about this just yet; send a list of the shareholders to my computer."
"Yes."
"Also, keep a close watch on those shareholders. If anyone has a change of heart, report their name to me directly." She would deal with them one by one.
Her cool voice was steady, yet it made listeners shiver with trepidation.
Wei Bei rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, "Understood."
Those shareholders had better smarten up, or they were in for bad luck.
Not long after, Ye Jiuliang received a list from Wei Bei.
It contained information on MK Group’s shareholders.
Ye Jiuliang’s slender eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips curved into a bloodthirsty smile. She clicked on the names Wei Bei had marked in red.
Zhao Zhe.
Let’s start with this guy then.
...
Perhaps it was due to his age, but even the slightest noise could easily wake him up.
Old Master Mo sat on the edge of his bed, his face ashen.
He had just fallen asleep when he was startled awake, greatly annoyed.
The Mo housekeeper walked into the room, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, "Master, the stray cat outside has already been caught."
"Kill it," ordered Old Master Mo, taking the tea cup with a gloomy expression, his words cruel and bloody.
The Mo housekeeper was used to this, "Yes."
"How are things going in J State?" Old Master Mo took a sip of tea, his face softening slightly.
The Mo housekeeper replied, "Everything is progressing smoothly."
Things were going too smoothly, which made Old Master Mo feel uneasy, "Chu Chen hasn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary?"
"No, according to the reports, Chu Chen has been looking for Gu Xinuo. Now that Ye Jiuliang and Ji Mingqian are avoiding him, it seems they truly have had a falling out."
Hearing this, Old Master Mo scoffed coldly, "Youthful impetuosity, to disregard the big picture over a little romance. But it’s good they’ve fallen out. Mo Tian probably never imagined his four prized disciples would come to a split, all because of a Mo Lingling."
He paused, then asked, "Has there been any news from Mo Yu’s side?"
The three-day deadline should be up. Could that Leng Yi really open the iron box?
"Not yet," said the Mo housekeeper.
"Make a call and urge them to not drag this on too long."
"Yes."
Old Master Mo savored his tea, a sinister gleam flashing through his eyes.
Mo Tian, it won’t be long before I send your four beloved disciples to join you. Just you wait.
"For J State, tell Qian Mian to be cautious and not fall into Chu Chen’s trap."
His chess game allowed no piece to cause disruption.
"Yes."
＊＊
The wind chimes rang out, welcoming another guest.
The rich aroma of coffee filled the air, and the soothing background music made one’s mood calm and peaceful.
At the window, a middle-aged man reviewed a document, his slender eyes glinting with calculative sharpness.
After a while, he controlled his facial expression and placed the document back on the table.
Looking up with a troubled expression, "Deputy General Manager Mo, the conditions you offer are indeed very tempting, but..."
He stopped mid-sentence, hesitating.
Mo Su glanced at him lightly, seeing through the man’s thoughts and smiled faintly, "President Zhao, feel free to speak your mind. There’s nobody else here."
"The conditions offered by Deputy General Manager Mo are good, but the MK Group shares I hold are quite valuable. You know, MK Group is a giant in the business world. I believe Deputy General Manager Mo is aware of MK Group’s strength. If I trade my shares with you, wouldn’t that be too much of a loss?" Zhao Zhe said unhurriedly.
Mo Su curved her lips into a smile, "I know MK Group’s shares are valuable, but who will be in charge of MK Group in the future is still an unknown."
Zhao Zhe narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean by that?"
"You also know Tengyue Group’s strength. Clashes among business groups are common. If President Zhao is willing to sell your shares to me, not only will you get the conditions in this document, but I can also offer you three percent of Tengyue Group’s shares." Fingertips painted with red nail polish tapped the table lightly, Mo Su’s eyes shining with confidence, convinced that Zhao Zhe would find her offer irresistible.
"Trading your two percent for three percent of Tengyue Group’s shares, I wonder if you still think it’s a losing deal, President Zhao?"
Zhao Zhe hesitated, "This..."
"President Zhao, such opportunities are rare. If you’re not interested, then I won’t insist. But I believe others would be willing to accept these terms," Mo Su said with a satisfied smile as she noticed his indecision.
Meeting her smiling gaze, Zhao Zhe gritted his teeth and finally capitulated.
