He definitely had malicious intentions.
"Let's go, don't keep Old Zhang and the others waiting," Lu Yun loosened his tie with one hand and strode confidently towards the direction of the conference room.
Lu Zhe followed him into the room.
A crowd of shareholders went from buzzing discussion to sudden silence.
Old Zhang was looking at the two brothers from the opposing end of the desk where no office chair was stationed.
Lu Yun cleared his throat and began, "Actually, the reason for gathering everyone here is to discuss the future planning for the company's direction."
The people exchanged looks, silent as church mice.
Some were waiting for Old Zhang to speak.
Sitting in the chairman's seat, Lu Zhe spoke first, "Remember, before I took this position, I had already planned out the company's future. If anyone has any objections, feel free to speak up."
Old Zhang furrowed his brows and coughed twice.
