Chapter 868 Dreaming of Stepping on Mandy

• Didn’t matter how many rounds they played—Qi Shaoxiu kept losing, losing so hard it was pathetic. Stack after stack of stock transfer agreements piled up by Yun Weiwei’s hand, and he still yelled for another round.
• “Mr. Qi, you’re out of shares,” the lawyer they’d dragged over to draft the transfers reminded him.
• “That’s it?” Yun Weiwei clicked her tongue, disappointed. “You burned through everything that fast?”