"A new one?" Cynthia Thorne frowned, but didn't show it. "Even if there's a new one opening, I wouldn't sell the company for a mere million. I wouldn't sell for less than five million."
"Is that so?" The chubby man stood up. "Looks like our acquisition won't happen. This company is dying anyway, I advise Miss Thorne to sell it sooner rather than later."
"Take care, I won't see you off."
After the man left, Cynthia Thorne made a call to find out if there was a new management company opening nearby, and the answer was yes.
It's said to be a big deal, with a registered capital of ten million right off the bat.
A big company like this opening next to them meant they would eventually be squeezed out.
Cynthia Thorne took out her phone to call Terence Thorne for his thoughts, but just as she did, her phone started ringing non-stop, with several people calling her in succession, all saying her company wasn't worth much anymore.
