I Want Qin Sheng

Qin Hai straightened his posture. "What is it that you desire, Chairman Feng?"

"I only want..." Feng Shuo paused deliberately, raising an eyebrow, "...your daughter."

Qin Hai frowned, perplexed. "Chairman Feng, what do you mean?"

With a faint smile, Feng Shuo continued, "I can offer you three hundred million, but in return, I don't want the fifteen percent shares. Just give me your daughter."

Qin Hai instinctively thought Feng Shuo was referring to Qin Churou. "Chairman Feng, Rou'er is still a high school student. Isn't that inappropriate?"

"No, I'm not interested in Qin Churou," Feng Shuo sipped his tea leisurely.

A thought slowly surfaced in Qin Hai's mind—could Feng Shuo be after Qin Sheng?

It took Feng Shuo two full minutes to finish his tea. Qin Hai was dying to ask if his target was Qin Sheng but didn't dare interrupt him, waiting for him to set down the cup.

Feng Shuo spoke, "I want Qin Sheng."