Today, all the things he didn't want to face were brutally exposed.
Wen Jiaren held the man tightly, her eyes moist because of him.
An hour later, two helicopters took off from the God Slaying Sect and headed to Xixiao Island...
At the Wu Family, Wu Qingguo was lying in bed with an IV drip still in his hand. His fever hadn't subsided, yet phone calls kept coming in, all with questions from the shareholders. The Wu Family's stock market was plummeting, continuously falling, and the shareholders couldn't sit still, pressuring Wu Qingguo.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Qingguo looked at the secretary sitting next to him and trembled as he asked, "How much has it dropped to now?"
The secretary hesitated but eventually handed the computer to him, letting him see for himself.
When Wu Qingguo saw it, he almost fainted, clutching his chest and gasping heavily. The secretary quickly supported him, "Chairman Wu, take care of your health!"
