Under their cold, knife-like gazes, Wang An chuckled: "Okay, very good, so I don't have to make excuses. Now I clearly declare that you can get out and be fired by me."
"It's ridiculous, who do you think you are? Don't forget, we hold 20% of the company's technology stocks, and you only have 10%." Li Long, who had high cheekbones and was very dignified, said in a sonorous tone,
He stared straight at Wang An.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the meeting suddenly became solemn.
The group of people who supported Wang An looked at these people with vicious eyes, but there was nothing they could do.
Twenty percent of the shares versus 10% of the shares is a crushing blow.
Things evolved into this situation, far beyond their expectations.
They also knew that the group of elders would miss their old friendship and be a huge obstacle to Chairman Wang's coming to power, but they didn't expect that they would resist with all their dignity.
However, Wang An shook his head unhurriedly, with a look of contempt on his face, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.
"What if I tell you that I have Dong Liu's will and that he personally represents me as his legal heir?" Wang An looked at the elders of the group with hawk-like eyes.
These words were like a bombshell dropped into the crowd, and the whole conference room was a little boiling.
Wang An has Director Liu's will? If so, how can those elders fight with Wang An?
However, many people do not believe this, and even those on Wang An's side find it difficult to believe it.
Those who attended the meeting were all senior executives of the company, and naturally they also learned that before his death, Director Liu had discovered that Wang An was doing shameful things in private and had a falling out with him.
However, Director Liu passed away without taking time to deal with Wang An.
But no matter what, it is impossible for Director Liu to make a will and give him the position of chairman.
Sure enough, Li Long snorted coldly and said: "How could Director Liu hand over the chairmanship to a despicable villain like you? Don't talk nonsense. If it is true, then take it out."
Wang An finally stood up and sneered: "It seems that you are unwilling to die until you see the Yellow River, so I will let you die clearly."
After speaking, he winked at his son.
Wang Bin nodded and took out a document and a small voice recorder from the bag he carried with him.
He walked down with a proud face, came to Li Long, threw the document on his face without any courtesy, and said sternly: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly."
Li Long wanted to punch him back, but he wanted to see the contract even more.
The elders all came over and stared at the document with solemn expressions.
Others also looked at Li Long.
The document in his hand instantly became the focus of the audience.
Li Long opened the file quickly and after reading only two pages, his face suddenly darkened.
The other elders couldn't help but shake their heads, unbelievable.
Although it is a copy, it can be clearly seen that it is indeed a will, and the content in it is to hand over the company to Wang An. After his death, Wang An will become the next chairman.
The key is that every page of the will is signed by Director Liu.
They would not recognize the familiar handwriting, but at this moment, each stroke was like a sharp knife cutting into their hearts.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Yang Zhiqiang murmured. Although he had always been strong, his face was full of despair.
Others also slumped, truly defeated.
How can you fight with Wang An when you have Liu Dong's autographed will?
However, Li Long seemed to still not believe it, so he said angrily: "Wang An, you old bastard, you must be behind the scenes and let others imitate Director Liu's handwriting for forgery."
Wang Bin walked up aggressively, slapped Li Long on the face, and said coldly: "Forgery? Are you willing to forge one for me? Now, get out of the company."
The other elders were outraged. Li Long had been fighting for the company for thirty years, but he was beaten by a young boy in the company. What a shame.
Other elders immediately gathered around.
But before they could take action, Wang An said coldly: "You old guys, it seems you are still determined not to give up. Wang Bin, please give them another thing."
These words made several elders stop for a moment, wanting to see what Wang An was up to. However, the anger in their hearts was like a volcano about to erupt, making them uncomfortable.
Wang Bin took out the recorder and pressed the play button, and Director Liu's voice came out.
"After my death, if my son Liu Feng cannot manage the company, the company will be handed over to Wang An..."
After listening, several elders collapsed completely.
Li Long fainted from anger.
Maybe the handwriting can be imitated, but who can imitate the voice exactly?
There is only one explanation now, and that is that the will was indeed made by Mr. Liu himself.
But why did he make such a will? The elders were not sure, but at this moment they felt that Director Liu had abandoned them.
My heart aches, like a knife cutting me.
Wang An's face turned cold, he punched the table hard, pointed at the door, and said loudly: "Old fellows, do you hear that, if Liu Feng can't take care of it, I will be the chairman, so get out of here immediately.
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"What if his son can take care of it?"
The door suddenly opened, and a arrogant voice came in.
"Impossible, he is already dead..."
Wang An yelled out without even thinking about it, but when he suddenly saw the young man walking towards the door, he was stunned and couldn't continue.
The others looked towards the door, dumbfounded in shock.
When several elders saw it, their dull eyes suddenly brightened up, and their eyes began to become moist.
Yang Zhiqiang even ran towards him excitedly, exclaiming excitedly: "Young Master Liu, Young Master Liu."
The person who came was none other than Liu Feng.
And to everyone's surprise, he could actually walk.
But at this time, the focus of everyone's attention is not on the recovery of his leg, but on the handover of the chairmanship.
His face was calm, but his eyes were fixed on Wang An, who was in charge of the meeting, and his eyes were full of solemnity.
"Impossible, impossible?" Wang An had an incredible expression on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
Liu Feng walked to the main seat of the conference room, grabbed Wang An by the back collar, and threw him aside like a chicken.
Wang An rolled on the ground a few times before getting up. His forehead hit the ground and suddenly swelled.
He shouted angrily: "Liu Feng, you are so brave, you dare to hit me."
Liu Feng glanced at him with a cold look.
Wang An couldn't help but shudder, his eyes were filled with the evil aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and there was a chill that penetrated into his bones.
"According to the will, I am now the chairman. Who has any objection to me taking this position?" Liu Feng withdrew his gaze and glanced at everyone like a lion, leaving no room for doubt.
Everyone else fell silent, and the group of people who dared to shout just now on Wang An's side lowered their heads and suddenly lost their previous momentum.