"Chairman Ye, you solved the problem, so the shares in your hand wouldn't shrink after all!" The middle-aged man said with a chuckle.
"Yeah, you hold the most shares now. Once Si Yang Group's stock prices drop, you'd be the one to lose the most!" The old man laughed.
Ye Chen pondered for a moment, it seemed like they had a point. If Si Yang Group's stock prices plummeted, he would indeed suffer the greatest loss. At this moment, Liu the Tyrant curiously asked, "Chen, what are stocks? Is there any difference from currency?"
"There should be no difference!" Ye Chen immediately shook his head.
"So... so stocks can buy things, then?" Liu the Tyrant scratched his head and said, "But why haven't I heard of these stocks in the market?"
Suddenly...
The man with glasses who was sipping tea burst into laughter, pointing at Liu the Tyrant, "Chairman Ye, your assistant is too funny, isn't he? Doesn't even know what stocks are?"
