Chapter 673: Chapter 673: With Her Fiery Temper, Can the Shareholders Be Convinced?

"Who said I don’t bear the Qin name?"

"Who said the Qin Family is going to fall?"

"Who said I can only rely on men?"

Qin Xin sat at the head of the meeting table, speaking coldly.

Behind her stood a line of bodyguards, their expressions stern.

The shareholders were dumbfounded, hastily putting down their cards, and couldn’t help but return to their seats silently, seated neatly on both sides of the long conference table.

Sure enough, when you talk behind someone’s back, they show up.

The shareholders were intimidated by Qin Xin’s aura, unable to regain their composure for quite a while.

Finally, Mrs. Qin’s cousin, the man Qin Xin and Qin Wenrou had to call uncle, coughed twice and said:

"Qin Xin, you’re back. Since you’re here, let’s be straightforward. You know best if the Qin Family is going to collapse, right? There’s not a penny of cash on the books, and your husband’s family refuses to sponsor even a dime. Isn’t it only a matter of time before the Qin Family is doomed?"

The uncle, being close to Mrs. Qin, was well aware of the Qin Family’s financials and Mrs. Qin’s urgent need to sell the building, so he spoke with more confidence than the other shareholders.

Seeing the uncle speak, the other shareholders joined in the chatter:

"Miss, face reality; we have no other option but to sell the building."

"Miss, while we can still sell the building and gather some money, let’s part on good terms. If the Qin Family goes bankrupt from debt, we’ll all be enemies next time we meet!"

"Miss, since you’re here today, why not just sign the building sale agreement!"

"Miss, the Qin Family doesn’t even have a man, and you’re married off. Even if you barely maintain it, it makes no sense. Why persist?"

Qin Xiaoshuang sat beside Qin Xin, watching the shareholders who were superficially polite but in reality were sarcastic and sharp-tongued, essentially bullying his sister.

He only hated that he was too young and incapable of protecting his sister.

His small fists were clenched tightly under the table, his knuckles turning faintly white.

Just as he was both angry and worried, a pair of slender hands clasped his small hand under the table, firm and full of strength.

Qin Xiaoshuang looked at Qin Xin in surprise.

He saw that although Qin Xin was comforting him by holding his hand, her expression remained indifferent towards the shareholders: "No other option but to sell the building? Are you brainless pigs? After enjoying the fruits all these years, you don’t know how to manage a company anymore?"

Qin Xiaoshuang pressed his lips together; his sister’s temper was still so fiery and direct, and her retorts so satisfying.

But could the shareholders accept this?

As expected.

The uncle was the first to sneer, "Qin Xin, you talk big. How are we supposed to manage? You handed our goods over to the Lan Family, and the warehouses are empty. How do you do business without goods?"

Qin Xin replied calmly: "First, get it clear; the goods weren’t given by me, they were stolen by Qin Wenrou and Lan Yingjun, those dogs. Second, yes, the warehouses are empty, but our medicinal herb farms have contracts with the farmers, and after the New Year, it’s exactly the time to harvest rhizomes. At this critical moment, are you not going to collect the medicinal herbs and just sit here waiting for the goods to fall from the sky?"

The shareholders looked at each other: "It’s so cold during the New Year, can you still harvest herbs?"

"I really don’t know about this, I only know how to discuss contracts. I have no idea about what grows each season."

"Oh my, Miss, your reminder is just in time. Once we collect this batch of herbs, our warehouse will be stocked!"

The uncle saw that Qin Xin’s few words ignited hope among the shareholders and couldn’t help throwing a bucket of cold water: "I know about buying herbs, the problem is, how do you pay the farmers, with IOUs? Farmers aren’t fools. If you have no money to pay them, it’s all empty talk!"