Fleeting Fortune: A Pampered Life

Chapter 456: 293 Dominating and starting to torture, digging a hole just to bury you alive (10 updates) "I haven't even sat in that position..." Jiang Zhenhuan's fingers lightly tapped the table, clearly distinguishable and rhythmically striking the solid wood, his peripheral vision taking in Jiang Zhaolin, whose face was iron blue.

His eyes harbored killer intent.

"Don't reach out your hand too far." "You understand the principle, don't you? There's no need forto teach you, right? Zhaolin? What do you think..." "Uncle passed away early, father cherished you, and although we are not brothers by the smother, over these years, I hadn't really spoken harshly to you. But everything must have a limit, and if you go too far, be careful you don't play with fire and burn yourself." All these years, Jiang Zhenhuan truly had nothing to criticize about him.

When the old Master Jiang was still alive, Jiang Zhaolin wouldn't dare to commit such outrages. Once Jiang Zhenhuan took over the company, he was even more decisive and rigorous. But ever since Jiang Yanting entered the company and started to be on par with a junior, that's when he began to harbor other intentions. Without power, people wouldn't covet too much, but once they tasted a bit of sweetness, they wanted more... It's human nature to be greedy, after all.

Jiang Zhaolin's heart thumped wildly as he coldly watched Jiang Jinsang across from him, a vague feeling in the bottom of his heart...

He feared that today he wouldn't escape this disaster.

"Aren't we supposed to vote? Let's start. Those in favor of letting Jiang Yanting take stoff, just raise your hand," Jiang Zhenhuan said, lowering his head to continue drinking tea.

After such an intimidation, the people in the room looked at each other, uncertain of Jiang Zhenhuan's thoughts. What exactly was he thinking? And Jiang Jinsang, what kind of cards did he hold in his hand? How was the situation with the Xie Family, exactly? Shen Zhixian being exposed for having an illegitimate daughter, and then being vilified by her foster father, how would they clean up this mess? The atmosphere in the conference room was heavy and oppressive, everyone was gambling...

Soon someone raised a hand, one person broke the stalemate, and before long, one after another, people began to slowly raise their arms, but the number of hands raised was less than a third of those present, nowhere near enough to change anything.

Tpassed, second by second.

"Does anyone else want to make a statement?" Jiang Zhenhuan sat there from start to finish, as immovable as a mountain, with an air of being undisturbed by honor or disgrace.

Jiang Zhaolin didn't expect that those who had privately said they would support him would turn their backs on him at this moment, just because of a few words from him and his sons? With the shares already distributed to his wife and son, if one looked solely at the shares held by the two, they were on equal footing. Were they scared off by just a few words? What a bunch of useless things.

He stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor with a grating sound, and stormed off, "Shiyi, let's go!" Jiang Shiyi didn't move. It was him who, having just reached the door, was blocked by Jiang Jiu. Although both were men, Jiang Jiu had transferred to protect Jiang Jinsang; whether in physique or skills, he was superb. A direct confrontation would only result in Zhaolin's disadvantage.

"Get out of the way-" He had planned for so long, hoping to deliver a fatal blow and drag Jiang Yanting down with him. He hadn't expected Jiang Yanting to emerge unscathed, while he himself becembroiled in a mess.

Jiang Jiu stood immovably in the doorway.

"Aren't you going to deal with Xiaowu acting up like this?" Jiang Zhaolin turned to Jiang Zhenhuan, who had just recently spoken to him with a stern voice but was now eerily silent.

"Uncle, you complaining to my Dad looks just like a little schoolboy who's been wronged, running hto cry to his parents." The whole conference room held its breath; this 'Fifth Master' sure had a cutting way of speaking.

"You..." Jiang Zhaolin's fingers clenched.

"You were the one who initiated this meeting, but once it started, it's not up to you to say when it ends." His tone was almost recklessly uninhibited.

"With so many people around, think before you speak or act." Jiang Jinsang simply smiled, "I have a friend here who I'd like you to meet. Please sit down for a second, Uncle." "Please!" Jiang Jiu, a tall man with an impassive face, now spoke with an icy tone. His request was more of a compulsion than a polite invitation.

A blatant threat! Jiang Zhaolin had no choice but to sit down, "Jinsang, I'd like to see what tricks you can pull."

Jiang Cuo left the room and, in just over ten seconds, brought in aman who seemed unremarkable in every En way-height, appearance, everything. Looking at the array inside the conference room, he even appeared a bit timid, not daring to cforward.

"Who is this guy?" "Don't recognize him? Doesn't seem to be one of our company's employees." "Why is Xiaowu bringing him here? At this kind of meeting, isn't this fooling around? What's he up to?"

While the crowd was buzzing with unfamiliarity, upon seeing the man, om Jiang Zhaolin's body shook, his eyelids fluttered uncontrollably, and a chill ran down from the nape of his neck, cooling his spine.

"Letintroduce him to everyone.

His nis Wu Guangxian, a spoke up, spoke Up journalist," Jiang Jinsang raising his hand to adjust the thin blanket on his lap, still radiating an air of calm and composure. Chapter 456: 293 Dominating and starting to torture, digging a hole just to bury you alive (10 updates) Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.