Shen Ke walked back and whispered something in Shen Zhou's ear.
Shen Zhou glanced at Ming Jing with a smile.
"Your father is downstairs."
Ming Jing indifferently said: "I don't have a father."
Understanding her attitude, Shen Zhou waved his hand: "Send him away."
Shen Ke left again.
"Zhu Group's stock market is unstable, they have started financing again to raise funds, their future is uncertain, and the company is on the verge of collapse." Shen Zhou took a sip of tea and said casually.
Jiao Mei, Song Yinzhang, and Zhao Heng were shocked and looked at Ming Jing in unison.
Shen Zhou, who steered a huge business empire, had a keen and accurate vision. Whether it was trading stocks or investing, he had never made a mistake. If he said so, there must be a reason for it.
Ming Jing, the party concerned, was unusually calm, not even twitching her eyelashes.
"It's what he deserves."