to hesitation. He and Qing Ran were only two years apart, she had grown up under his watchful eye, he believed she wouldn't do something like frame someone!What's the matter with that video in Ke Anru...No matter where she is, he will find her, and he doesn't know when this kind of life will end.

Now, she has no goals and no direction in life.

Living in a daze, as if life were about to end here.

……

Fēng Group

Feng Mu appeared in the conference room. Old Master Feng, Feng Xing, and major shareholders were all present.

This conference was an indirect meeting with reporters, and the audience seats were almost full.

As soon as Feng Mu arrived, reporters swarmed him, cameras flashing and recording.

"Mr. Feng, tell me about the recent status of Feng Group!"

This meeting was arranged by Old Master Feng, wasn't it I heard he's going to transfer the shares to Young Master Feng. Let me say a few words.

"Mr. Feng, give us an explanation!"

Listening to the buzzing discussions around him, Feng Mu's face darkened.

He ignored all the sounds around him, strode onto the platform, and sat down in his designated spot.

And Chen Yi followed closely behind, hurriedly organizing the discipline, "Sorry, please don't talk randomly. General Feng will give everyone a clear explanation of the situation, please be quiet..."

"Cousin, long time no see!"

Sitting beside Feng Mu was Feng Xing, a slight smile playing on his lips, a look of unrestrained freedom in his eyes.

"I never thought it would only be such a short time, and you'd offend Grandpa to this extent. You probably don't know, Grandpa is planning on transferring his 10% stake to me. Pfft, well done, brother!"

Feng Mu's handsome face was slightly sullen, but he never looked at her. His slender fingers toyed with a pen.

He smiled faintly, "Don't mention it, a mere ten percent stake, I don't mind at all."

Feng Xing suddenly chuckled, "Don't say that, I admire your courage, Cousin."

"Don't just talk about me, how can I forget that my nephew used to call grandpa "old geezer" and "dead old man" Just a few days ago, his address has changed"

After speaking, Feng Mu glanced at him indifferently. That glance was full of disdain.

For a moment, Feng Xing couldn't utter a word, his face changing drastically!

Old Master Feng was sitting beside them. After hearing their conversation, he was so angry that his face turned red. He coughed violently and shouted, "All of you, be quiet!"

He lowered his voice and warned them in a serious tone, "If you have something to say, do it privately. You may not care about looking foolish, but don't disgrace the Feng Corporation!"

"Yes, Grandfather." Feng Xing replied respectfully.

Feng Mu watched him flatter others with a cold eye, and sneered in disdain.

He has always disliked people who are incompetent and only climb the ladder through underhanded means, and he firmly believes that such people won't get far.

Next is a one-hour shareholders' meeting.

In the first half, Old Master Feng kept appealing to emotions, saying that their family lost a young grandson ten years ago, and it was Feng Xing!

When he was very young, Feng Xing was kidnapped and sold to the mountains.

Five years ago, he had just been brought back. However, because of his miserable experiences over the years, he developed autism. It was only after he was finally treated that he took over the business at Feng's Group.

This is also one of the reasons why the old gentleman specially invited the media to this shareholders' meeting.

Make Feng Xing publicly acknowledge his ancestors.

The latter half, is about Old Master Feng transferring 10% of his shares to Feng Xing.

At the same time, more than half of the shareholders were old acquaintances and friends of Lord Feng's, who spared no effort in supporting Feng Xing's ascension to power.

Here's the translation:

Fully support him becoming the vice president!

With the support of his grandfather and the shareholders, Feng Mu had no choice but to accept Feng Xing as the deputy general manager.

The negotiation results have been decided, and Feng Mu also has no need to stay any longer.

Feng Xingjian couldn't hold back and stood up. He looked up, his eyes filled with triumph as he gazed at him.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. In the future, please give me more advice at work."

Looking at his hypocritical and serpentine appearance, Feng Mu felt a surge of irritation. His slender fingers lightly tugged at his tie, trying his best to keep his voice calm.

"Don't get too cocky, it's the most important thing to be able to hold onto this position!"

After speaking, under the gaze of all the reporters, he turned and left.

The shareholders' meeting officially ended, and everyone dispersed. Lao Feng, being elderly after all, didn't sit for long before his body grew weary.

The butler standing nearby hurried forward to help him back to the rest room.

Here, there was no one. The steward went to fetch another chair for Old Master Feng to sit on.

He then dared to speak up, "Grandfather, are your actions today too ruthless Transferring all the shares to Feng Xing, I just saw Feng Mu's face was very unpleasant."

"I suppose, from now on, he'll probably have a distance between him and you."

Old Master Feng sat down in the chair, his palms tightly clutching his cane, his forehead pressed against the back of his hand. He let out a deep sigh, "Do you think there's no heartache now"

"Do you think I'd rather sever ties with my own flesh and blood, my grandchildren, to fawn over some illegitimate child who knows not whence he came It's not like that insufferable brat even listens! Look at him, defying me for a mere Dream Orchid. He has no respect whatsoever!"

When these matters were brought up, Old Master Feng was once again agitated. His hand gently stroked his chest as he let out a heavy cough.

The butler hurriedly poured him a cup of warm water and soothed, "Sir, please calm down. Mr. Feng is just in a bad mood. It'll be fine after some time. As for the heir to Feng Group, I think Feng Mu would be more suitable.

"

"That Feng Xing... he is, after all, a bastard son. You absolutely cannot trust him."

That actually makes a lot of sense.

Old Master Feng lowered his head, his face growing increasingly grave. He clenched his lips tightly, appearing unusually silent.

They were engrossed in conversation, oblivious to the fact that someone had been standing outside the door for some time already.

Feng Xing's body pressed against the door, and when he heard the conversation in the room, his eyes were filled with anger, his palms slowly clenched into fists.

This old geezer is really two-faced. He acts one way in public and another behind closed doors.

Especially when he heard the word "illegitimate child," Feng Xing felt shame and embarrassment.

Since being acknowledged by the family, he had been burdened with this derogatory term, especially when living as a tenant in someone else's home. He often heard servants say that he was inferior to Feng Mu.

Finally, he made it to the position of Vice President. Before he could even enjoy it for long...

The old master's words, however, forced him to accept it again, the fact that he was still inferior to Feng Mu.

Once again, sighs of Old Master Fong echoed through the rest room.

"You said it, of course I understand. I just want to use Feng Xing to put more pressure on Feng Mu. I don't believe this stinky boy will really abandon the company's interests, hmph!"

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