Amidst Wang Qiutong’s delicate cries, the two spent a pleasant two hours in the small room attached to the office. It was not until the sky turned dusky that their struggle finally ceased. Traces of their battle were scattered across the sofa, the desk, and the executive chair. If one looked closely, even the glass curtain wall seemed to bear witness to the scene, though it was fortunate that the glass was opaque from the outside looking in. It was also fortunate that they were on the 88th floor; there were no other high-rises at that altitude nearby, so there was naturally no risk of exposure. Standing by the window, Lin Yi and Wang Qiutong could overlook the entirety of Jincheng, enjoying the feeling of surveying all the mountains from the peak.
At this moment, Wang Qiutong lay limp on the bed, feeling completely drained of strength. Yet, the lingering sensation was something she found addictive; she almost didn’t want to get up. However, she could not linger for too long, as she still had a mountain of work to attend to. In particular, the US stock market was about to open, and as the person in charge, her presence was essential. Lin Yi could offer little help in these matters, as they were beyond his expertise, so he left the operations to her.
According to Wang Qiutong, Qinglong International’s current market capitalization stood at 12 billion Xia Country currency. Their maximum margin for short-selling was 25%, or 3 billion. With Nandu Real Estate serving as collatera…
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