Xiong De's Doom (III)
Xiong De's eyes turned red. He got a bad premonition. "Is it the Xiong Empire?!"
"No, Sir. It's a new company under the Five Kings."
Five Kings!
It was impossible for that pedantic old man to get connected with that group of youngsters.
Maybe, it was just a coincidence! Perhaps, he could take this chance and ask help from them through a deal.
His desperate mind conjured this thought.
"Connect me to them. Tell them I am willing to let them buy my shares as long as they help me out this time."
His tone was grave. Buying his shares...was the same as letting them get all of his companies.
Yet he had no choice but try it this way. What was the use of a company if he could not use it?
"Alright, sir. I'll contact them as soon as possible."
Afterwards, Xiong De made a few more calls.
When he returned the phone, his face was deadly pale.
In just one day, he realized that he lost a lot of things.