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I originally thought that after my death, the shares I left behind would be enough for him to live a life of luxury.
But I didn't expect that Yang Mo would have such great ambitions.
Fortunately, I still have Shi Mingyue.
The next day, Shi Mingyue and I got fully styled, dressed in sharp suits, ready to head to the company.
Xiao Ling seemed a bit alert: "Madam, Miss, where are you going?"
I waved my hand: "Just going out for a stroll."
Xiao Ling appeared somewhat uneasy and accompanied us all the way to the door.
The driver dropped us off at the company entrance, and as Shi Mingyue and I got out of the car, I felt a surge of pride looking at the towering buildings before us.
Shi Mingyue and I exchanged glances and nodded at each other as we walked toward the main entrance.
We strode in with confidence, and the receptionist's eyes lit up when she saw us; she raised her hand to greet us.
I nodded and smiled at her, which made her even more excited, standing up straight.
We took the exclusive elevator straight to the top floor.
Today was the weekly meeting, attended by all executives and board members.
In the elevator, I messaged Yang Mo: "Are you in a meeting?"
Yang Mo quickly replied: "Yes."
"What are you discussing today?"
Yang Mo: "The establishment of a branch office."
I smiled, put away my phone, and walked out of the elevator with Shi Mingyue.
We entered the conference room where everyone was engaged in serious discussions, and no one noticed us.
I found a corner to sit down while Shi Mingyue took a seat beside me.
Yang Mo and Yang Mingyuan were sitting directly across from me.
Yang Mingyuan was passionately discussing the benefits of establishing a branch in M City, analyzing the current market environment. Yang Mo sat nearby, wearing a satisfied smile.
It must be said that although Yang Mingyuan's abilities were lacking, his speaking skills were impressive. Over the past three months, he had persuaded everyone present with his words to agree to set up a branch in M City.
Once he finished speaking, Yang Mo applauded, and Yang Mingyuan bowed as everyone else joined in the applause. Yang Mingyuan smiled and said, "We will now vote. Please raise your hand if you agree to establish a branch in M City."
Yang Mo was the first to raise his hand, followed closely by Yang Mingyuan. He believed that this proposal would surely pass unanimously. However, he held up his hand and waited for a long time without seeing anyone else raise theirs. He frowned and looked at a few people he usually got along with. They all looked at him but showed no intention of raising their hands.
Yang Mo also found it strange; he glanced at a director he was friendly with, but the other party did not respond either. Just as they were puzzled, I suddenly spoke up: "I disagree."
Yang Mo was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected me to be here. Yang Mingyuan bluntly asked, "Mom, why are you here?"
"This is the company; shouldn't I be here?"
Yang Mingyuan frowned slightly: "Mom, you're getting older; you shouldn't worry about these things. It's better for you to go back and rest."
"Otherwise, if you sleep too much, you might easily develop dementia."
I laughed and said, "Are you saying I shouldn't be involved in the company's matters? Is the company under your name or mine?"
Only then did Yang Mingyuan realize that he had said something inappropriate.
He stepped aside and fell silent.
I looked directly at Yang Mo and said, "I want to dismiss Yang Mo and Yang Mingyuan."
"I disagree!" Yang Mo replied with a serious expression. "Shiyu, I advise you to think carefully."
"Have you considered the consequences of opposing us, along with the board members?"
"What will happen to the company if we leave?"
"Shi Group is currently in a development phase; if we leave, the company will be at a standstill for at least a month."
"How much will the company lose in that month?"
"Board members, do you also want to see Shi Group go bankrupt?"
I have to admit, Yang Mo knows how to manipulate people's feelings.
If he were facing someone else instead of me, he might have succeeded.
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