Chu Jixiong stood in his office, his face so gloomy it seemed it could drip water. He stared fixedly at Luan Mengya before him, his voice as cold as frozen shards of winter ice: "What did you say? You actually mortgaged the company's two percent shares? Do you have any idea what you're doing?"
Luan Mengya lowered her head, nervously twisting her hands together as fine beads of sweat oozed across her forehead. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and beneath this tense atmosphere, her panicked brain spun at top speed, finally squeezing out a seemingly reasonable excuse: "Jixiong, I... I had no choice. I was tricked into gambling and lost a huge amount of money. The creditors were pressing hard, and I was truly at my wit's end, which is why I mortgaged the shares."
Chu Jixiong's brow furrowed into a deep frown, his eyes filled with suspicion. He had known Luan Mengya for a long time and had never heard of her having a gambling habit: "Gambling? When did you pick up this vicious vice? How is it I never knew?"
Chapter 311