Before long, the sound of the voice converter rang out, "If I really lose my voice, will you not want me anymore?"
"Of course not," Su Zhe frowned and said, "I'm not joking with you, I'm worried about you."
Shen Xun lowered his gaze and typed on his phone, "Let's see how it goes in a couple of days; if there's no relief at all, we'll consider whether to get some treatment. In the future, you must never scare me like this again. If it happens one more time, who knows what kind of illness I could get scared into."
"It won't happen again," Su Zhe said, "I'm not in good health, I know that. Later on, I think I'll step down. Anyway, I don't need the money anymore, I'll just take the original shares of the company and live off the dividends each year."
Hearing Su Zhe's words, Shen Xun let out a sigh of relief and continued typing on his phone, "Even without dividends, I can support you."
Su Zhe smiled.
Shen Xun then sent another message, "What about Lulu and Bo Jingshen?"
