"Father, the project in South Africa has been completed. Here is the contract. Please take a look at it!" After Bo Zhiqiang returned from a business trip for a week, he brought another big project worth 50 billion.

While flipping through the signed contract, Bo Haitian praised: "Lao San, Lao San, my father made a mistake."

"It turns out that among the three brothers, you are the most capable one."

"You know, when your eldest brother was alive, he never signed such a big project."

"This is 50 billion."

Bo Jianchen, who was sending a message to Lin Nuannuan on the sofa, heard this and clapped his hands quickly: "Wow, third uncle is so awesome!"

"The third uncle is the most powerful in our family!"

"Grandpa, I want to learn from my third uncle!"

Bo Zhiqiang couldn't help but glance at Bo Jianchen, and had to admire this boy's ability to pretend to be crazy and act stupid.

Except for him, no one in the entire group suspected that he was faking it.

Moreover, everyone felt sorry for him.

"Alas!" Bo Haitian sighed.

"Xiao Chen's brain doesn't know when it will get better!" Bo Haitian continued.

"Dad, with Xiaochen's brain like this, why do you still take him to work every day? Wouldn't it be better to let him stay at home?" Bo Zhiqiang asked tentatively.

But Bo Haitian said: "Only when he follows me like this and moves under my nose can I feel at ease."

"Xiao Chen is like this, he can't make any mistakes again!"

"Besides, I also want to wait until his brain recovers before I hand over the position to him."

"This way I can be worthy of your dead brother and sister-in-law."

When Bo Zhiqiang heard this, his fingers couldn't help but tighten, and a trace of obvious cruelty flashed through his eyes under the lenses.

He has performed so well this month, signing three tens of billions of projects. This kind of performance has never been seen before or since the group opened.

However, the old man still did not consider him.

Bo Haitian praised: "By the way, third child, your performance this month has impressed my father. I hope you will keep up the good work!"

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely try harder!" Bo Zhiqiang said pretending to be nonchalant.

"Okay, you can go out." Bo Haitian waved his hand towards Bo Zhiqiang.

Bo Zhiqiang was stunned for two seconds before leaving.

As soon as Bo Zhiqiang left the chairman's office, his face instantly turned ugly and his fists were clenched tightly.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, his father barely considered leaving the group in his hands.

As soon as Bo Zhiqiang left, Bo Haitian called his secretary: "Secretary Qian, please inform all shareholders of the group that I will hold a shareholders' meeting at ten o'clock!"

After saying that, Bo Haitian hung up the phone, and then his eyes fell on Bo Jianchen's face: "Xiao Chen, at ten o'clock I will announce that the Bo Group will be handed over to you."

When Bo Jianchen heard this, he stood up immediately: "Grandpa, is it too fast?"

"Not fast!"

"Didn't you say you have to wait a little longer?" Bo Jianchen asked.

"Can't wait any longer!" Bo Haitian said.

"why?"

"Didn't you notice that your third uncle has been acting strangely recently?"

"Found."

"Obviously, he is also interested in my position!"

"Yes."

"and--"

At this point, Bo Haitian swallowed back what he was about to say. After all, there was no evidence and he did not dare to say it directly.

"Grandpa, are you doubting Third Uncle?" Bo Jianchen asked after a moment.

"Grandpa, it's just suspicion." Bo Haitian replied frustratedly.

"But, grandpa, what if some members of the board of directors don't agree with me being chairman?" Bo Jianchen asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, there are only a few who disagree, and the majority will agree." Bo Haitian said confidently.

In the past few days, he has contacted the shareholders privately, and they have promised him that as long as Mr. Bo has a clear mind, he will agree that Mr. Bo will inherit the position of chairman.

"Okay, grandpa, I will listen to you." Bo Jianchen replied.

Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, and his cough is getting worse. The doctor said that Grandpa needs a good rest and can no longer work hard due to his illness.

After all, he is over seventy years old.

It’s true that I can’t work too hard anymore.

Although he still resented his grandfather's survival in his heart, he had to take over this position for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of employees of the Bo Group.

Moreover, before his death, his father also told him that he must take the burden off his grandfather's shoulders for him.

After all, the Bo Group is the hard work of several generations and must not be destroyed in the hands of incompetent people.

At this time, Bo Haitian looked at the watch on his wrist, and then said to Bo Jianchen, "Xiaochen, it's almost time, let's go."

"Ok!"

So, Bo Haitian and Bo Jianchen walked out of the chairman's office one after another.

When Bo Jianchen walked up to the Personnel Minister, he nodded to the Minister with a serious expression.

The personnel director also nodded to him, but he also wondered: What's wrong with Mr. Bo?

For more than a month, Mr. Bo had been smiling every time he saw him. Why was he completely different now?

Could it be that his brain has recovered?

The minister smiled at the thought.

Thank God, Mr. Bo's brain finally recovered.

When Bo Jianchen passed through the long corridor, the originally noisy hall suddenly became silent, and everyone stared at Mr. Bo with surprised eyes.

As soon as Mr. Bo entered the conference room, the hall became lively again.

"Is Mr. Bo mentally recovered? He looks so serious."

"Yes, yes, it's scary to look serious."

"She's more cute when she's not well. She smiles at everyone she sees and loves to joke with us."

"That's it."

"You think, if Mr. Bo takes over the group, will we have a hard time?"

"My classmate works as an accountant at Mr. Bo's Jianchen Culture. She said that Mr. Bo curses people every morning, and the curses are very unpleasant and scary."

"I heard it too!"

"This is trouble."

……

When Bo Jianchen walked into the conference room, the group's shareholders were all present. In fact, he had secretly informed them three days ago that a shareholders' meeting might be held in three days to elect a successor.

Bo Zhiqiang and Bo Yesian were also sitting among them.

"Third uncle, it seems that Bo Jianchen's brain has recovered?" Bo Yesian asked in a suppressed voice.

"I'm fine!" Bo Zhiqiang looked indifferent.

Bo Yesian's eyes widened and he looked at Bo Zhiqiang in shock.

"Don't look at me like that. What I'm telling you is the truth. If you don't believe me, go check it out." Bo Zhiqiang said again.

"Why are you pretending to be disabled?" Bo Yesian asked puzzledly.

Bo Zhiqiang was silent for a moment and then said: "Maybe he was afraid of being chased and to save his life."

When Bo Zhiqiang said this, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, Bo Jianchen, as long as you dare to take over the position of chairman of Bo Group, I will make it impossible for you to survive.

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