Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 11 Uncle, this Mingsheng is as you wish

A sneer came from the phone, "Friends? There are no fathers and sons in the business world, let alone friends?"

"If Mo Zhijin hadn't locked up Mingsheng's shares to their two daughters, I would have owned Mingsheng a long time ago. I originally thought that Mingsheng's shares would be unblocked, and I would have to resort to some tricks to get the equity. I didn't expect that the Mo family would

The girl actually directly transferred it to the public."

"It seems that the idiot Lin Hongcai showed his fox tail and let the girl see his hands and feet. He is ready to die with him, haha..."

Listening to the sneer in his ears, the man thought of his previous conversation with the girl. The girl's reaction didn't seem like she was being forced into a corner.

Thinking of the other party's reminder, Liu Hui opened his mouth to say something, and the voice on the phone came again.

"It's better this way. When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. When their uncles and nephews fight among themselves, both sides will be hurt. If we come out to clean up the mess, we can definitely wipe out the Mo family and the Lin family."

Hearing the unabashed malice on the other side, the man's words turned into a faint sentence.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

After Mo Yu made the call, he went directly to the bookstore, hoping to buy some books and documents on ancient writing.

At the same time, the news that the eldest lady of Mingsheng Group publicly transferred 40% of her shares in the securities market also spread in Sioux City.

As soon as the news came out, it was like a huge boulder smashed into Jinji Lake. It not only shocked the financial market in Sioux City, but also overturned Lin Hongcai's family of three.

As soon as Mo Yu finished buying the book, Lin Hongcai called.

"Mo Yu, what on earth do you want to do? Are you going to publicly transfer Mingsheng's shares? Are you crazy?"

Listening to the almost broken roar from the microphone.

Mo Yu could imagine Lin Hongcai furious on the other end of the phone.

She took the phone away from a distance, waited for the voice on the other side to become quieter, then leaned into her ear and spoke calmly.

"I said uncle, why are you so angry? Aren't Mingsheng's shares exactly what you want? Now that I'm making the transfer public, you should be happy. Why are you angry?"

"You..." Lin Hongcai panted, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "What on earth do you want to do?! Are you trying to destroy Mingsheng? This is the hard work of your parents."

"Uncle, you are wrong," the girl said in a slow voice, "My parents' efforts have never been for Mingsheng, but for us. Now it is their precious daughter who is selling Mingsheng, and I don't even care about their precious daughter.

Feeling distressed, why are you distressed?"

"Besides, Mingsheng has been poorly managed for so many years. Wouldn't it be better to hand it over to a more professional owner?"

After saying that, Mo Yu happily hung up the phone.

Then he swiped his card to pay, and while the bookstore staff's jaw dropped, he picked up a large bundle of books weighing more than 100 kilograms with one hand and walked out.

On the other side, Lin Hongcai was furious. Even Zhang Yunmei and Lin Miaomiao, mother and daughter, were furious.

As soon as the three of them received the news, they left Mo Jiaojiao's ward and came to the VIP room to discuss countermeasures.

Lin Miaomiao was confused from just now and said doubtfully.

"Dad, Mom, weren't Mo Yu's shares unblocked just now? Why were they sold so suddenly?"

This was what she was puzzled about.

Although Mingsheng was hit hard after the death of the Mo family and his wife, and it has been poorly managed in recent years, it can still be considered a rare good company in Sioux City.

With a net profit of hundreds of millions a year, it is still a golden hen that lays eggs. How can it suddenly be sold at any time?

Doesn't she have no nostalgia at all?

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(End of chapter)