After Liang Xiaomin answered the phone, she immediately switched to Cantonese.
Li Ye could barely understand Cantonese, but Liang Xiaomin spoke extremely fast, so he only caught two or three sentences.
"I came to the capital because of something."
"I'll handle this matter properly. You don't need to worry."
"He wronged us in this matter. We got far too little."
Li Ye had exceptionally sharp hearing. He could tell that the voice on the other end was a man's. Combined with Liang Xiaomin's tone, the identity of the caller was as plain as day.
Guo Donglun.
Before coming to see Liang Xiaomin, Li Ye had called Guo Donglun and asked his current nanny to pass along a message.
It now seemed that the nanny had fulfilled her duty and delivered Li Ye's words, and Guo Donglun had responded.
After Liang Xiaomin received Guo Donglun's call, her tone immediately became much gentler, nothing like the sharpness she had shown Li Ye just now.
Yet her face was filled with anxiety, irritation, and unwillingness. She spoke the softest words while showing the most impatient eyes. Her words and actions ran in opposite directions, the contrast striking.
The reason was that Liang Xiaomin believed Guo Donglun had suffered a huge loss in the Fenghua Apparel deal, while Guo Donglun did not care much about it.
When Hao Jian had partnered with Guo Donglun, they had indeed agreed on a fifty-percent stake of dry shares. But later, Li Ye had personally met Guo Donglun and settled those shares in one lump sum.
From a man's perspective, once the deal was closed, it was like selling off stock at clearance price. Whether it rose or fell afterward, there should be no regrets.
But Liang Xiaomin clearly did not see it that way.
After Li Ye