When Fu Mingshou left Fu Mingyu's office, he was quite depressed.
2% of Fu's shares, no matter what, are worth 10 billion, but when it came to Fu Mingyu, it was deliberately reduced by 2 billion. How could he not be furious?
However, apart from Fu Mingyu, who else in the Fu family can come up with so much money all at once?
Borrow? Even less likely.
Although his uncles and brothers, and those friends in his circle have three to five million to tens of millions at hand, he can always scrape together some money, but where would his face go?
For the sake of everything in the future, Fu Mingshou threw caution to the wind.
With the office door locked, Wen Nuan opened the bedroom door, peeked around, and quickly slipped out.
The soundproofing in the bedroom is excellent, but even so, Fu Mingshou's furious screams were loud and clear to her with her ear pressed against the door.
Seeing Fu Mingyu looking so smug, Wen Nuan understood immediately.
