Just when Yang Zhiyong and the old lady wanted to continue questioning, Chen Yang spoke up for Yang Caiyun.
"Remember what I told you about stock trading yesterday?" Chen Yang's tone held anger.
Yang Zhiyong heard this and looked over at Chen Yang, seven tenths dissatisfied and eight tenths annoyed.
"I remember, what's going on?"
"I played this with your sister and made a lot of money. According to our agreement, we should have exited the market to cash out yesterday. But yesterday, she insisted on not letting me withdraw, wanting to make more to buy a house for you. Who knew, not only did we lose over three million, we now owe tens of thousands!" Chen Yang said angrily.
"What?"
Yang Zhiyong almost popped his eyes out in disbelief upon hearing this.
The old lady, though she didn't understand stock trading, understood the numbers Chen Yang mentioned.
Such as how much money was lost.
