C668 A Fatal Weakness!

"Right!"

"That's great! I thought Ms. Feng was just playing with me. When my stocks were at their highest, they were worth a hundred million. Now, they are worth thirteen million. I plan to sell all of them."

Ning Meng sneered, "You want to sell them at market price?"

Zhang Luo also heard this. It seemed that Lee Ming had gone to check the price after Feng Qian left for half an hour