"Anyway, this matter cannot just be left as it is. Now the shares of Huo An Group have exceeded the price you acquired them for. We have dedicated ourselves to the company for so long, and your actions are disheartening to people."
Someone, discontented, vehemently contested the situation as it was circumvented.
The remaining dozen or so former shareholders echoed one after another.
They were united by their interests, appearing like steadfast partners, but An Lan knew that if any one of them had their interests harmed, these people would fall apart instantly.
With a bang, she threw the pen she had been fiddling with onto the table, and that noise silenced the ex-shareholders who were chattering like sparrows just a moment before.
An Lan's lips curled into a cold sneer, surveying the room, taking in all their disgraceful demeanour; her lips barely parted as her voice came out glacial.
