"Of course, I'm talking about the so-called talent and ability that you think make you better than Siyi,"
Xiao Ming said, "In my opinion, Old Mr. Shen is getting on in years and is inevitably becoming muddled and short-sighted. At least in the realm of investment, you can't hold a candle to Siyi in your next life.
If you don't admit it, then do you dare to gamble with this brother of yours who you claim is just wasting food?"
Shen Siqi narrowed his eyes and turned around, "How shall we gamble?"
"Based on Qianshan Group's current market value, the shares Siyi owns are worth about eighty million.
He'll use these shares as collateral to borrow five million.
If he earns less than one hundred million within a week, those shares will be yours.
Otherwise, you will have to sell seven percent of your own shares to him at the price of five million."
Shen Siqi's eyebrows shot up, "Are you serious?"
Xiao Ming didn't answer but looked at Shen Siyi instead.