"Sorry, President Tao, our contract clearly states that if the payment isn't made within the agreed time, there's nothing we can do. I really sympathize with your situation, and I believe you can definitely break through the difficulties.
But before that, the shares you mortgaged to our company have already automatically become our property, totaling thirty percent, which precisely offsets the debt you owe us.
If you still need assistance, you can still borrow money by mortgaging more shares. Finally, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
Without giving Tao Xinzhu a chance to speak, Mike politely hung up the phone.
In the empty office, Tao Xinzhu suddenly seemed to have aged ten years as he collapsed in his chair, his gaze blankly sweeping over the machines in front of him, with stubble already sprouting overnight.
"It's over."
He muttered to himself.
"Completely over."
