Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

The conference room fell into silence again.

No one could have imagined that Zhu Yu would say such a sentence at this time, they all closed their mouths honestly and focused their eyes.

Zhu Xiang frowned slightly, and reprimanded Zhu Yu with a fake smile: "Lao Qi, what time is this, don't be so ignorant?"

"As a member of the Zhu family, you must abide by the rules of the Zhu family..."

Zhu Yu, who was stubborn in his thoughts, felt a little helpless, and Zhu Xiang's voice was a little angry: "There are no people who set the rules."

Just as Zhu Yu was about to speak, Zhu Mo stretched out his hand to stop him.

Ignoring Zhu Yu, Zhu Mo put his elbows on the table and put his hand on his cheek, and said coldly to Zhu Si who was beside him, "Hurry up, Fourth Uncle."

Zhu Si was taken aback for a moment, then nodded again and again after realizing it, cleared his throat and said, "Then the fifth family meeting of this year has officially begun."

He glanced at Zhu Qing's vacant seat: "This meeting has only one content, and that is to select the next Patriarch of the Zhu family.

Candidate Zhu Qing's failure to attend will be regarded as abstaining from the election. Do you have any objections? "

Zhu Sixiang looked up at everyone present and asked repeatedly: "Is there any objection? Then I will continue..."

Although many people here are very dissatisfied, how dare they sing a different tune here.

Just look at the atmosphere in this meeting room!

Mo Wei and those fellows are all around watching covetously.

You must know that these guys came here just after killing people. If they dared to vote randomly, they probably wouldn't be able to leave the meeting room today.

At this moment, the senior executives of the Zhu family had the illusion of facing Zhu Min when facing Zhu Mo.

Especially the old man who followed Zhu Min back then, the majestic and breathless aura on Zhu Mo's body was exactly the same as Zhu Min's.

"Then there are three candidates left, Zhu Mo, Zhu Wan, Zhu Chi..."

Zhu Mo supported his chin with one hand, and tapped impatiently on the table with the other hand, making a rattling sound.

Zhu Si understood that Zhu Mo thought he was being long-winded, so he directly omitted what he was going to say later.

"Then start voting. First of all...those who support Zhu Chi's election as Patriarch, please raise your hands."

Everyone looked at each other when they heard Zhu Chi's name, and no one raised their hands after a few seconds.

Those who had stood in Zhu Chi's line for many years did not dare to look at Zhu Chi at this moment, scratching their heads and refusing to vote.

Zhu Chi simply closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of his chest, as if he couldn't see anything.

"Okay, let's move on to the next one. Those who support Zhu Wan's election as Patriarch, please raise your hands."

For Zhu Min, including his three sons, Zhu Wan, he didn't have any good feelings for him.

All three of his precious grandchildren were killed by the two of them, how could he forget this deep hatred.

Some distant relatives who were once disliked by Zhu Min and kicked out of Tianjing City raised their hands and voted for Zhu Wan.

For them, Zhu Wan is their backbone, and whether they can gain a foothold in the Zhu family depends entirely on this old bone of seventy years old.

Zhu Si pretended to count the votes, and then took a pen to write down the number of votes on the paper under his hand.

Then he straightened his body immediately and said, "Finally, those who agree with Zhu Mo's election as the next Patriarch, please raise your hand."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Si raised his hand high.

Most of the people were waiting for this moment, except for the two or three who voted for Zhu Wan, they all raised their hands.

Zhu Chi pondered for a moment and reluctantly raised his hand, but his slender eyes were full of reluctance.

Zhu Si nodded, stood up and solemnly announced: "The voting is over, and I will announce the voting results."

"Zhu Chi has zero votes, Zhu Wan has 4 votes, and Zhu Mo has 36 votes."

Hearing that he hadn't won a vote, Zhu Chi's face immediately turned frosty, and his slender eyebrows were tightly knit together, looking very displeased.

"I announce that the new head of the Zhu family will be Zhu Mo." Zhu Si shouted excitedly.

Following Zhu Si's announcement, the old man Zhu Wanna instantly aged a dozen years, his face was ashen, and all the wrinkles on his face were twisted into a ball.

Biting her shriveled lips like tree bark, she clenched her fists and stared at Zhu Mo.

He is not a pure fool, he knows that after Zhu Mo becomes the head of the family, there is a high probability that they will liquidate their distant relatives who just took the opportunity to mess with the Zhu family's senior management.

"Hmph, the future is long, kid!"

"Let's wait and see, I don't believe you dare to raise the butcher's knife. I'm sorry you don't have the courage."

After whispering to himself, Zhu Wan leaned on crutches and left tremblingly with the support of two senior officials standing on the same line as him.

That figure is as desolate as a bereaved dog.

But none of the people present cared about their departure, but all stood up from their seats and applauded.

Thunderous applause resounded throughout the meeting room.

Everyone began to congratulate the new head of the family.

At this moment, they all forgot that the new head of the family was just a fringe person with no sense of existence when he approached the Zhu family a few years ago.

"Little Mo, since you have become the head of the family, the Jingwei team will be handed over to you from now on." Zhu Yu said with a smile.

Zhu Mo responded with a smile: "Seventh Uncle has worked hard during this time. After all, I am young, and I need more help from Seventh Uncle just as the Patriarch."

The old fritters around certainly understood what Zhu Mo meant, and he wanted to use Zhu Yu as a pistol just like his own father, Zhu Min.

No. [-] in the Jingwei group was also very happy, and he kept muttering in his heart: "Bless the devil..."

Zhu Chi forced a smile on his face and stepped forward to congratulate: "Little brother, congratulations. Then... I'll go first."

Zhu Chi, who was afraid of losing his expression, immediately turned around and wanted to leave.

When he was about to walk to the door, Zhu Mo's gentle voice sounded behind him: "Second brother, let's have dinner together after a long absence at home in two days."

Zhu Chi nodded slowly in response, then paced away.