"Dad, rest assured, this time I'll definitely perform well." Wang Yubo immediately declared.
Wang Le'an narrowed his eyes slightly: "You're now the General Manager of the Intelligent Manufacturing Business Department and also the Director of Strategic Investment, not some uneducated rich second generation who only knows how to spend money. The future of inheriting the entire Yuanjian from me smoothly depends on how you perform this time."
In the compartment, the air froze for a few seconds.
Wang Yubo instinctively clenched his fists.
Trying hard to maintain a smile, yet he could feel a layer of cold sweat in his palm.
His financial skills are actually average; entering Mingjian Capital as a Fund Director was merely to gain credibility in the investment circle.
Preserving his inheritance rights.
His father is almost 60, and in a few years, he'll retreat to the second line.
