A Storm Of Tears

"Hello," said Ning Wentao, who seemed saddened.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"I'm clearing my stuff. I will try to bring all the things with me when I resign from the company. How's everything going on your side? What is the color of Han Meilin's lips?"

"It's black. Why?"

"You are so dead! Come back immediately! The color of her lips represents her current mood. Black means she is in a really foul mood. She is like a walking time bomb right now."

"..."

Considering that she had talked to Su Tiantian earlier, it was only natural that she was in a bad mood. 

"Don't worry. All is done now!"

"Hold on! Did you just make a successful deal with Meilin? My good daughter, you are too good! How much of the stock did you manage to get your hands on?"

"50%."

"That's a lot!"

"I feel the same as well. Using 100 million to buy 50% of the stock is such a good deal."

"Hold on… How much again?"