Okay?
Okay my ass!
I'm not even sixty yet, and you're calling me old!
Dong Meng had a belly full of curses he wanted to spit out. He was so furious that his eyes were wide open, glaring harshly at Ruan Qi while panting heavily.
Ruan Qi didn't care at all, still smiling sweetly at him.
"Mr. Dong, I'll give you ten minutes to think about it. After ten minutes, if you agree to transfer the shares, just sign this contract."
After finishing, Ruan Qi pushed a contract in front of Dong Meng.
Dong Meng glanced down at it and couldn't help but sneer, "Share transfer contract, Miss Ruan sure has everything prepared! Are you so confident that I'll agree to you?"
Ruan Qi sweetly curled her lips, "Mr. Dong is a smart man; he naturally knows what choice to make."
Dong Meng said nothing.
He lowered his head, looking at the incriminating evidence related to him, his eyes full of struggle.
"If I give you the shares, then this evidence..."
