"So the old man just refused to save him!?" Weng Shiyao sneered.
White Glove said calmly: "Prince, be careful what you say."
"The master is in a high position. In his opinion, the things you encountered are just children's vindictiveness." "Children's vindictiveness!?"
Weng Shiyao laughed angrily.
"Just because it's fighting spirit, I have to win the fight! Otherwise, how can I hold my head up and meet people in the future!?"
Bai Gong glanced at Weng Shiyao and said calmly: "Prince, I once told you that no one in this world can win forever."
"A truly strong person is not one who wins all the way to the end, but one who can still stand up after losing. And Prince, you are still far from this point. This is why I never delegate power to you."
Weng Shiyao stared at the white gloves and sneered: "When will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? Don't forget your identity. No matter how much my father values you, you are just a servant of my family!"
White Glove's expression remained calm. Obviously, this was not the first time he heard similar words.
"I understand, Prince, I won't talk nonsense next."
Bowing slightly, White Glove took a step back and stood in a further corner of the room.
Obviously, he has no intention of intervening in whether Weng Shiyao lives or dies next.
Without the support of follow-up funds, Weng Shiyao still did not give up resistance.
He tried every means to raise funds and even sold several properties under his name.
But this money usually looks like a lot of money at first glance, but when it comes to the stock market where hundreds of millions are easily available, it doesn't even make a splash.
"You bastard, that beast Li Jin definitely did it on purpose!"
A week later, Weng Shiyao, who was staring at the screen with blood-red eyes, cursed and roared like a demon.
"Every time when I was about to give up, he would delay the offensive to let me take a breather, but when I found some more money to invest, he would immediately swallow it."
"He is using a slow knife to cut off my flesh piece by piece! He definitely did it on purpose!"
Compared with being trampled to death in an instant, the most painful thing is what Weng Shiyao now realizes, this process of slowly playing with you like a cat and a mouse, leading you to the abyss in despair again and again.
In the past week, Weng Shiyao has lost more than ten kilograms, and his mental state is almost on the verge of collapse.
"Prince, why don't you give up? After a week of continuous lowering, our stock price has only 30% of the market value of a week ago. If this continues, we will be delisted."
One trader said boldly.
Weng Shiyao turned his head suddenly, stared at the trader coldly, grabbed the cup at hand and hit him hard on the head.
The trader screamed and fell to the ground holding his bleeding head.
"It's all the useless losers like you that made me lose so miserably!"
Weng Shiyao roared angrily.
After this battle, he could almost imagine that he had become the laughing stock of countless people and was regarded as an idiot.
This kind of grief, anger and humiliation is absolutely intolerable to Weng Shiyao, who has always been proud and arrogant.
He can lose, but he must not lose to Li Jin.
This thought almost became his inner demon.
Looking at Weng Shiyao who was acting like a madman, the already dull room became even more silent. No one dared to speak easily anymore.