"Looks like both of these people will be restless tonight." Li Siqi, who had been silent, chuckled lightly and said this.

Mao Xiaoguang said, "However, whether we can get the transfer agreement tonight is uncertain."

"What's the rush?" Ye Xiao wasn't anxious at all; instead, he was smiling and peeling a mandarin, then handed half of it to Li Siqi.

Li Siqi was slightly taken aback, while Ye Xiao tossed a piece of mandarin into his mouth, smiling as he said, "It's quite sweet."

Li Siqi blushed, glanced at Ye Xiao, and took the mandarin, but didn't eat it; she was clearly still a bit anxious.

"Mr. Mao, this mandarin is really sweet, where did you buy it?" Ye Xiao asked, smiling.

"These are honey mandarins, although they're not big, they're very sweet. If Mr. Ye likes them, I'll bring some back for you later," Mao Xiaoguang replied with a smile.

"Oh?" Ye Xiao said, "Does Mr. Mao have so many mandarins at home?"

"My wife likes eating fruits, and recently she craved mandarins, so I asked someone to buy plenty," Mao Xiaoguang said.

"Rich people really live such carefree lives," Ye Xiao smiled and remarked, "Want to eat something and can buy it immediately, but I'm just a poor man."

As soon as Ye Xiao said this, Mao Xiaoguang's expression twitched slightly.

Evidently, he didn't believe Ye Xiao's claim of poverty at all.

While Ye Xiao and Mao Xiaoguang were chatting idly, the phone suddenly rang.

Mao Xiaoguang immediately picked up his phone and then smiled at Ye Xiao, "Mr. Ye, it's a call from Zhang Hanwei."

"Then answer it," Ye Xiao continued peeling mandarins without looking up.

Li Siqi immediately looked up at Mao Xiaoguang, evidently eager to hear what the caller might say.

However, Ye Xiao got up and sat next to Li Siqi, smiling as he looked at her, "Qiqi, why aren't you eating the mandarin in your hand? It's really sweet."

"I don't eat at night," Li Siqi then shifted her gaze from Mao Xiaoguang's phone.

Ye Xiao said, "Why not eat? Dieting?"

"Yes!" Li Siqi replied.

"Still, you should eat a bit; I can't bear to see you continue dieting. You know what? You're just a bit too plump or too skinny; any more or any less would be a sin. Eating the mandarin in your hand now will definitely help maintain a perfect figure. I can assure you of that. Look at me—I keep such a good figure because I often eat mandarins," Ye Xiao said, tossing another piece of mandarin into his mouth.

Li Siqi glared at Ye Xiao disdainfully and said, "When was the last time you ate a mandarin?"

"Probably early spring this year, anyway sometime this year," Ye Xiao said earnestly.

Upon hearing Ye Xiao's answer, even Mao Xiaoguang's hand trembled a little, almost dropping his phone.

Mao Xiaoguang answered the call and promptly said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, how come you returned the call so quickly?"

"Mr. Mao, I cannot transfer the shares to you," Zhang Hanwei said seriously to Mao Xiaoguang.

Upon hearing Zhang Hanwei's words, Mao Xiaoguang looked puzzled, furrowing his brows and glancing at Ye Xiao, who was now discussing the benefits of eating mandarins with Li Siqi, and said, "Mr. Zhang, do you think I might offer you a low price? Please feel free to tell me your price."

"Mr. Mao, I am very willing to transfer the shares of Liangju Bay, and I'm deeply moved by the sincerity you've shown. I even hope to transfer these shares at a reasonable price, but it's not possible now; I can't make the decision," Zhang Hanwei said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Mao Xiaoguang smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, I don't understand; if you want to transfer the shares, why this sudden change? Did someone say something to you?"

Mao Xiaoguang was surprised himself because he thought of a person.

Indeed, this was when Zhang Hanwei said, "Right after you called me, I was considering it, and Young Master Feng called me. He told me he wanted to acquire the shares in my hand and offered six hundred million Yan Country Coin for one percent of the shares."

"I think this price is not low," said Zhang Hanwei, "and just now, Young Master Feng gave me a strict order that if I don't transfer the shares to him, he'll affect my other businesses. You know, Young Master Feng is someone I can't afford to offend; I think it's not just me, even Mr. Mao you can't afford to offend him either."

Upon hearing this, Mao Xiaoguang was suddenly speechless.

Indeed, Feng Yang is someone he cannot afford to offend, especially with the Feng family behind him.

The Feng family owns such a huge group like the Fengtian Group, which is something Mao Xiaoguang cannot resist, and neither can Zhang Hanwei.

Therefore, with Zhang Hanwei speaking to this extent, Mao Xiaoguang indeed didn't know what to say.

"Alright, I understand," Mao Xiaoguang said.

Immediately, Zhang Hanwei said, "Mr. Mao, I sincerely apologize and ask you to understand my predicament."

"It's alright, since Young Master Feng is acquiring them, there's naturally nothing more to say," Mao Xiaoguang laughed.

Zhang Hanwei said, "As long as Mr. Mao understands my predicament, I am satisfied. I have some minor matters to attend to, but I'll certainly invite Mr. Mao for a drink one day."

"No problem, I'll definitely go," Mao Xiaoguang replied with a smile.

The phone call ended.

Ye Xiao finally looked up at Mao Xiaoguang and said, "Feng Yang acts really fast; he is indeed a smart guy—knowing your shares were acquired, he knew I would have approached other shareholders."

Li Siqi was a bit surprised at this moment and said, "So what to do now?"

Li Siqi was even more worried now because if the other shares couldn't be acquired, the shares obtained from Mao Xiaoguang would essentially be worthless, serving no purpose.

"Man proposes, God disposes. Since heaven doesn't want this matter to succeed, any tricks we have are futile," Ye Xiao chuckled and said, "I think we should still talk about the mandarins, Mr. Mao. Make sure to get me a few kilos of mandarins later. I'm certain the girls will be very happy with them."

"Yes... yes!" Mao Xiaoguang didn't expect, despite the failure, Ye Xiao could still laugh it off.

Subsequently, Mao Xiaoguang's phone rang again.

Mao Xiaoguang picked up the phone, there was no need to think—it must be a call from Chen Zhonglin.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.