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Chapter 111: Grandpa Bullied Grandson

So Cheng Ke didn't take it to heart, but he didn't take it to heart a little too much.

Just like this, in front of the shareholders in a conference room, he fiddled with his mobile phone and sent text messages as if no one else was watching, and then even made a phone call.

This is absolutely disrespectful! How could they not be angry!

This young master of the Cheng family who suddenly appeared has never heard of any suggestion of inheriting the family business in the past few years, and no one has ever seen him in person. This is really not a joke. If not everyone knew that Cheng Jiayang had

A son, I really almost forgot that Cheng Jiayang had a son.

Now this son appears out of thin air. In his twenties and seventies, he has never shown his face in the company, and has never taken over the affairs of the company. He seems to be talkative and incapable of doing things well. What do you think of these people?

Can you be convinced?

"Ahem!" There was another heavy cough, and the man sitting closest to the main seat was a man with some gray hair. He looked in his fifties and looked very energetic, with a pair of eyes shining brightly.

He is Xu Muliang, the major shareholder of Jiahe. In addition to the more than 50% of the shares under Cheng Jiayang's name, Xu Muliang is the largest shareholder of Jiahe, so naturally he has the most weight to speak, and because he is not the only one in Jiahe

After a little time, even Cheng Jiayang would give him some face as an old revolutionary.

Xu Muliang's cough was like a code. When he coughed like this, the scene would suddenly become quiet, and then the voices of criticism from many shareholders would immediately come out.

"We have to wait until Director Cheng comes back! It's not appropriate to let a young man take over all the company's affairs so suddenly!" said the people who argued with reason.

"We in Jiahe have always had the clearest water. There has never been any nepotism. This was proposed by Director Cheng himself. What? Can't we set an example now?" said the more radical one.

Cheng Ke could only turn a blind eye. This was the reason why he had been reluctant to return to the country. Taking over the family business would never give him the freedom to work wherever he wanted. However,

The matter is a foregone conclusion. After all, Jiahe’s surname is Cheng, and it is Cheng Jiayang who has the final say.

Cheng Ke didn't even bother to look at the people who were being used as guns.

Suddenly, there was a burst of angry words from the door of the conference room, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the ground, "Nepotism?! I have worked hard for decades! My son has worked hard for decades, and our father and son have worked hard to win over people like Jiahe."

assets, now you

Come and tell me why my grandson wants to take over our Cheng family business!? Nepotism?! Who said this, stand up and see?! Is it possible that the things that our old Cheng family has worked hard for should be given away as charity?

Give it to someone else?! What a joke!"

The twilight old man stood at the door. He had gray hair and held a cane in one hand. Because of his anger, the cane hit the floor heavily. His face was calm and majestic. Even at this age, his eyes were still sharp.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and a secretary was still standing beside Cheng Yukuan, fearing that something might be wrong with him.

Cheng Ke looked towards the door, with a little surprise in his eyes, "Grandpa, why are you here."

His tone was calm, without too many emotions. This indifference made Cheng Yukuan very satisfied. This child was just like his father's temperament. He was so good and stable, so it's no wonder that his head was chattering now.

In this way, he always sat steadily on the stage, looking at these people coldly and majestically.

"Is it okay if I don't come? If I don't come, our old Cheng family's assets will be blackmailed by these ungrateful people!" Cheng Yukuan's words were very rude. Naturally, the shareholders were a little worried. Who doesn't know the founder of Jiahe?

So they all started to smooth things over. Why did Cheng Lao say something so harsh? Everyone was just thinking about Jiahe. After all, the young master had never taken over Jiahe...

A bunch of blah blah blah blah.

Cheng Yukuan is a typical northern man, and he has never read much. He started from scratch, so the way he talks is... very vulgar.

"Have you ever taken over Jiahe and don't care about your nonsense? Have you suffered or drank from it these years? When Jiayang came to power, you were so cowardly that you didn't make much noise. What? Is it because Jiayang married The girl from the Lu family in the south can open up the road to the south for our Jiahe, so you give in? My grandson has not married a girl who can open the way, and you are so angry here?!" Cheng Yukuan said while talking. He poked the ground with his walking stick, and his sharp eyes scanned the faces and expressions of the people around him, "What? Wasn't it quite eloquent just now? You were talking so happily, why don't you say it now? I My son went on a trip, and there are no tigers in the mountains. You monkeys are going to be kings, right?!"

Many of these old shareholders had not experienced the era of Cheng Yukuan, and naturally they had also experienced Cheng Yukuan's unforgiving words. Later, when Cheng Jiayang came to power, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Cheng Jiayang was a scholar. , he speaks quite politely.

Now everyone listened to Cheng Yukuan's words and couldn't help but frown, and no one said anything.

Cheng Ke had already stood up, with a very calm expression. He stood beside the host and gave Shao Qing a look. Shao Qing immediately understood, "Old sir, don't be angry. Everyone is worried about the development of the company. Please come over here and sit down first."

Shao Qing's words were official and polite. Everyone knew how Cheng Yukuan spoke and no one was allowed to talk to him. So when they heard Shao Qing's words, everyone frowned in pain.

As expected.

"Sit, sit, sit! What's there to sit on! Are you still worried about the development of the company? Just them?! Oh my! In addition to waiting for dividends like a pug every year, have you ever worried about the company? Which year has it not been so? Have you made a lot of money? They say that when you are hungry, you should not forget the well digger, so why are you trying to burn the bridge across the river, right?! You don’t want to get out! I won’t keep anyone who I can’t keep in Jiahe. Look at you, get out of here. Yes, we, the old Cheng family, can’t afford to take the few shares you have on hand!"

Cheng Yukuan spat out a series of words loudly again like a barrage of words. Still no one said anything. Even Shao Qing felt that it was almost enough. He couldn't say anything anymore, otherwise he would really become the target of public criticism. Already.

So Shao Qing glanced back at Cheng Ke. Cheng Ke turned to look at Cheng Yukuan and said, "Grandpa, come and sit for a while. I'll have someone bring you antihypertensive medicine."

It was his grandson Cheng Yukuan who softened his tone, "I took medicine to get out!"
Chapter completed!
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