Cao Yuming, who had already lost all hope, couldn't help but get excited again.
"Miss Zhao Ruo, how much did you buy?"
The other executives were swallowing nervously, not to mention how tense they were.
Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Ruolan said with a light and casual smile, "Not too much, just eighteen percent."
Hissss!
For a moment, there were sounds of sharp intakes of breath all around.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Song Yu outright freaked out, loudly questioning the validity of the claim.
Previously, he and his son had been guessing how much stock Zhang Xiaowei held.
They had considered fifteen percent, as well as eighteen percent.
But they had never imagined that besides Zhang Xiaowei, another mysterious shareholder would be Zhao Ruolan.
The last time Song Yu had lost face, Zhao Ruolan was there.
All of them knew that Zhao Ruolan was Zhang Xiaowei's girlfriend.