Daddy, Here Is Mommy

1The person who reprimanded him was none other than Mo Ye, who was sitting at the head of the table.    0

    

These two simple words were filled with the power and ferocity of a lofty existence.    

    

Everyone looked at each other.    

    

Xiao Yunhe's face was cold as he fell silent.    

    

Wan Jianbo glared at him with a complacent smile on his face.    

    

Xiao Yunhe was quite angry, but after travelling in the business world for so many years, his shrewdness was not ordinary. Upon hearing Mo Ye's words, his face became sullen and he remained silent. However, his eyes had become extremely cold.    

    

"Everyone here, many of you came here together with Chairman Qian. I am naturally aware of his feelings. "But you know how the situation is right now, and I'm getting on in years. The corporation must have a successor …"    

    

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Mo Ye spoke slowly. He sat upright and his tone was much more gentle. His deep gaze swept across everyone's faces. Everyone felt that he was clearly looking at them and could not help but feel somewhat apprehensive.    

    

"Director Mo is in his prime, still very young. It's still too early for him to propose a successor."    

    

Wan Jianbo's attitude changed very quickly, with a flattering look on his face as he flattered Mo Ye.    

    

Unexpectedly, his purposeful fawning did not gain the other party's favor, but instead caused the other party's face to darken.    

    

"Wan Dong, you don't have to say such things."    

    

"Director Mo, I'm speaking the truth …"    

    

"Alright."    

    

Before Wan Jianbo could finish his words, Mo Ye waved his hand, as if he was a general in charge of a magnificent army.    

    

"Regarding the new chairman, I would like to suggest Qian Jingchuan."    

    

"Young Master Qian?"    

    

All of the shareholders were stunned, even Xiao Yunhe did not expect this.    

    

Even though Qian Jingchuan was Qian Yunfan's only son, he was still in his twenties. Not only was he inexperienced, his qualifications were also very simple.    

    

"Director Mo, young master Qian is still young, I'm afraid you still need to go through more trials and tribulations."    

    

Xiao Yunhe wasn't sure what Mo Ye's goal was, so he took the initiative to express his opposition.    

    

"So what if he's young?"    

    

When Wan Jianbo heard that, he immediately retorted.    

    

"Young Master Qian is the only son of Qian Dong and Lady Qian. If he doesn't sit in this seat, who else can? "Don't tell me you want to sit, Dong?"    

    

Xiao Yunhe coldly glanced at him, a hint of disdain in his eyes.    

    

This Wan Jianbo was really determined to oppose him today. He wondered if Mo Ye had given the order.    

    

"Dong Xiao, why aren't you saying anything?"    

    

The corner of Wan Jianbo's mouth twitched, and a trace of a cheap smile appeared on his face.    

    

Anger raged in Xiao Yunhe's heart, and his eyes were filled with it.    

    

"Did I hit the mark?"    

    

Wan Jianbo continued to provoke him.    

    

"Wan Dong, Dong Xiao doesn't care about you."    

    

The shareholder sitting to the left of Xiao Yunhe could no longer bear to watch any longer, so he coldly opened his mouth.    

    

"Heh …"    

    

Wan Jianbo leaned to the side, and said it again with a fake smile.    

    

"Boss Mo, I support Young Master Qian."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Mo Ye responded indifferently, but he sounded quite satisfied.    

    

"Me too."    

    

Someone echoed.    

    

Ever since Qian Yunfan had fallen unconscious, Mo Ye had taken control of everything in Thousand Ink Corporation. Naturally, many people present were on his side.    

    

They believe that even though he proposed a new chairman, there is little difference.    

    

Because the actual control of the group had always been in the hands of Mo Ye.    

    

The shareholders on Xiao Yunhe's side didn't express their opinions.    

    

"Alright, let's start the voting."    

    

The CEO Yang Sheng looked at the time and spoke again.    

    

At this moment, the door to the meeting room was opened by someone from outside. A domineering voice could be heard amidst the wanton cold wind.    

    

"I object."