"As for the Outer Deacon Order you mentioned, I reckon not many people know about it. You'd better take care of yourself." Tang Zonghu said, preparing to leave.
"Don't rush off; I can't sell the shares in my hand, but I can discuss with Crimson Preferred. Maybe they are willing to sell you some shares." Mu Rufeng said with a faint smile.
"Oh? Fine, I'll trouble you then, Mr. Mu." Tang Zonghu said, somewhat surprised, not expecting this turnaround.
"No, I won't sell. There are already enough shares outside." Before Mu Rufeng could summon, the voice of Crimson Preferred sounded next to Mu Rufeng's ear.
They couldn't hear the voice of Crimson Preferred, not even Xu He; only Mu Rufeng could hear it.
Mu Rufeng responded in his mind, "You must have heard, right? Tang Zonghu and I have some acquaintance, so I won't force a buy."
"But I have no relations with others; because of Tang Zonghu, they didn't come. If Tang Zonghu returns empty-handed, those people have plenty of means."
