Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

"Xiao Yoo, are you ready? Okay, start acquiring stocks of Fu Lin and Feng Shang. Tell Ah Feng to have them visit the shareholders of both groups one by one. No matter what methods you use, I want to become the largest shareholder of both groups within a week."

"Plop!"

There was a crisp sound as Liao Jinglin’s coffee cup fell to the ground. His mouth agape, his hands stiffly maintained the motion of holding the cup, his eyes unblinkingly wide staring at the calm and composed woman opposite him, his heart pounding wildly, "thump thump" incessantly.

An Yiqing looked at Liao Jinglin, who seemed to have lost his soul, and continued speaking on the phone: "There’s one more thing, notify all the major banks to refuse granting loans to Fu Lin and Fengshang Group. If they don’t listen, invite those bank presidents for a meal, and have a good talk with them about life."

After arranging everything, An Yiqing hung up the phone and slowly reached out her hand, waving it a few times in front of Liao Jinglin’s eyes.

"Wake up, come back to your senses."

"..." Liao Jinglin reacted as though he were a statue.

"Jinglin, there’s a fire, wake up," An Yiqing’s mouth twitched as she continued.