What do they say about never being satisfied, about a snake trying to swallow an elephant? Mo Han had now seen it firsthand.
Originally, he thought his mother-in-law was ruthless enough, demanding 30% of the shares, which was like cutting flesh from the old lady’s body.
But who would have thought, his mother-in-law had another trick up her sleeve, now demanding an additional 10% of the shares.
There cos a point where one cannot take any more, and Mo Han couldn’t believe the old lady would actually agree.
Indeed!
As soon as the words left his mother-in-law’s mouth, the old lady’s face turned green. She glared at Yang ifeng with steely eyes and said in a deep voice, "You an to say, you want 40% of the shares?"
Yang ifeng shook her head, unconcerned, "Mom, you heard wrong. It’s 10% for Shan Chuan and 10% for , totaling 50% for our family!"
Boom!
This really enraged the old lady, who, without a thought, grabbed a teacup from the table and hurled it.
At that mont, Chen Guihua stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Yang ifeng and scolding, "Yang ifeng, you’re absolutely outrageous!"
"Not content with 30% of the shares, with 3 million in cold hard cash!"
"Do you really think our Luo Family is an ATM!"
Luo Zitong rushed over with her handbag too, looking as if she was about to start hitting soone at the slightest provocation.
Luo Shanchuan, watching from the side, shook his head repeatedly. Being married to Yang ifeng for over twenty years, he knew all too well about his wife’s greed.
If his mother really agreed to the 50%, who’s to say his wife wouldn’t raise her demands later...
Thinking this, he tugged at his wife and whispered, "i Feng! Enough is enough!"
"If you keep this up, mother will get so angry she might revoke even the 30% of the shares!"
Yang ifeng, however, didn’t care at all, pushing away Luo Shanchuan. Her eyes ablaze, she retorted, "Useless creature!"
"Can’t you see mother is now depending on Ning’er?"
"If we don’t take this opportunity to get as much as we can, once the Luo Group’s crisis is over and mother shoves us aside like before, aren’t we just left staring?"
It had to be said that compared to Luo Shanchuan, Yang ifeng saw things a bit more clearly.
The old lady was so accommodating only because Luo Group was in great crisis and needed Ning’er to pull through.
If they didn’t grab what they could now, they would regret it later.
The old lady’s face darkened as she turned her gaze towards Luo Ning. This matter wasn’t for Yang ifeng to decide; the final say lay with Luo Ning.
"Ning’er, is this what you want?"
Yang ifeng hurriedly signaled to her daughter with her eyes. Just one nod from Ning’er, and those 50% shares would be within the old lady’s grasp.
Unfortunately, she judged wrongly.
Luo Ning was not like Yang ifeng and would not lose her dreams over these shares.
"Grandma, I only have one intention."
Luo Ning shook her head, resolute, "Whether you give 30%, 50%, 70%, or even 100% of the shares, I will not return to Luo Group!"
"I am going to start my own studio! No one can stop !"
"What!!!"
A number of astonished voices echoed throughout the room.
Aside from Mo Han and Mo Xiaochen, almost everyone looked at Luo Ning incredulously.
Especially Chen Guihua, her face full of confusion.
As the wife of the Luo Group’s second-in-command, Luo Yuantu, nobody knew the Group better than her.
Although Luo Group was declining, a skinny cal was still bigger than a horse. Once Luo Ning took over Luo Group and revived it with the help of Shengtian Group, and then casually launched a few projects, she could easily make a few billion and walk away.
Yet now, Luo Ning was indifferent to Luo Group, actually willing to start a small, unknown studio!
If that wasn’t foolishness, what was?
"Ning’er! What are you thinking!"
Seeing her daughter refuse so flatly, Yang ifeng beca slightly panicked.
Turning down 50% of the shares, forgoing 3 million in cash was like slapping their own faces.
"Don’t you think about our family’s situation now!"
"Your father used to get a few thousand from Luo Group, but now he hasn’t got a di!"
"I don’t have much work now myself. Even playing a 20 yuan ga of mahjong makes nervous."
"Your husband, Mo Han, is nothing but an unemployed bum, only making so money by feng shui consultations."
"The household expenses, Chen Chen’s school and tutoring fees—don’t they all cost money?"
"Oh right, and your yet-to-start studio, doesn’t it need money for renovations? Don’t you have to pay salaries to hire people? And when you run a business and take clients out, don’t you have to treat them to als?"
"So many places need money, money, money!"
"Luo Ning, let tell you, this 50% of the shares and the 3 million in cash, I’m setting my sights on them!"
With that, she turned her head to face the old lady with a firm attitude, "Mom, this is my final condition. If you agree, I will make Ning’er go back right away!"
The old lady closed her eyes, her mind whirring with thoughts.
After a long while, she opened her eyes, a slight smirk tugging at her lips, a subtle sneer flickered, "Fine, I agree."
"If Ning’er is willing to return to Luo Group, I will transfer my 50% of the shares to Ning’er!"
"Also, the 3 million in cash, I can transfer to you this week!"
"However, I have one condition!"
"Ning’er, this ti you won’t be the general manager."
"You’ll be the chairman!"
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