Pei Qian and Wang Yue saw how ashamed Li Shi looked, and had to forcibly suppress the laughter they'd been about to burst into!
So Pei Qian immediately put an arm around Li Shi's shoulder and said warmly, "President Li, we're all good friends. If you're having a hard time, just tell us. We'll definitely help.
There's no need to cry over something like this. It's really not worth it!"
"I, I..."
After hearing Pei Qian's words of comfort, Li Shi stammered "I" several times, but still couldn't get a coherent explanation out. In the end, he managed to choke out a single sentence:
"Anyway, thank you both so much this time. I'll definitely repay you in the future!"
Seeing that Li Shi still didn't want to talk, Pei Qian was about to try persuading him again, but Wang Yue stopped him and said,
"President Li, if you don't want to talk, then don't. Let's sign the contract first and buy the shares back. We can talk about the rest later!
Besides, when we signed the contract with you, I made a note of this situation in it!"
Wang Yue had made that note to get around Mr. Sima. He was worried that even if everything went according to plan on his end, Mr. Sima might ruin it from his side.
As things stood, everything had gone very smoothly!
Once both parties had signed the contract and the shares in Li Shi's hands officially belonged to Pei Qian and Wang Yue, Li Shi no longer had the nerve to stay. He simply left!
After Li Shi was gone, Pei Qian said in surprise, "Brother Wang, what's going on with Old Li? He's a rich second-generation heir and the young master of Fuhui Group. Losing this little bit of money shouldn't