"Moreover, your factory will also be implicated, and there might be a chain reaction causing Xinmeng Group to collapse.
By then, forget about ten million, you probably won't even get one million.
What's wrong with selling it to the Jiang Clan?
This is called urgent risk aversion.
The company is still the Jiang Clan's."
Jiang Yurong said with a cold smile.
"You really are a bunch of shameless people."
Jiang Meng was truly disappointed and in despair.
Originally, she thought after the last incident, these people would reflect.
Who knew it would still be like this.
"Jiang Meng, think carefully. I'll give you a day to consider because we're family, and I'm willing to clean up your mess.
Otherwise, forget about ten million, even a million will be gone.
By the way, I heard you plan to negotiate cooperation with a big company in South Korea, just perfect, hand this opportunity over to us."
Jiang Yurong sneered.
After speaking, they hurriedly left.
