All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

Ning Zhi tore apart the soul, making the already broken soul even more turbulent.

The tiny pain rushed through his nerve endings like lightning, and only one voice shouted in his mind:

It hurts!

The pain in his soul was unbearable, and Ning Zhi's eyes gradually became dark and dangerous.

Ning Zhiyuan came to him seeking death, so it seemed that he was merciful.

Li Yue, Ning Mingli, since these people are lining up to die, none of them can escape.

After he used the remaining divine power to protect the system, his body fell into a deep sleep.

So he didn't notice Shi Ye's grim face and bloodstains on the corners of his clothes outside the ward.

He looked at the person on the bed with a longing gaze.

Brother, I have avenged you.

Don't blame me, he deserves to die.

Ning Zhi woke up again the next morning. He leaned on the edge of the bed, enjoying the care from his new boyfriend.

Mm~ comfortable.

The hospital couldn't find any damage to his soul, so he will be discharged soon.

The doctor happened to come over for rounds and saw that he looked ruddy, so he casually said, "Young people do have good physiques. The one who accidentally fell with you yesterday has passed away."

What? Ning Zhiyuan is dead?

Is it so worry-free?

No need for him to take action.

Seeing his surprised look, the doctor explained, "He had a head injury and couldn't stop the bleeding. He died in the second half of the night."

Ning Zhi looked normal and just glanced casually at Shi Ye who was helping him get dressed.

Does Ning Zhiyuan’s death have anything to do with this bastard?

It doesn't really matter how that idiot died.

But he couldn't dirty his boyfriend's hands.

The board meeting started at ten in the morning, and Shi Ye sent him downstairs to the company.

"Can I be alone, brother?"

He discovered that Ning Zhi liked to hear him call him brother, and every time he did so, Ning Zhi would be much gentler towards him.

"Of course, remember to bring her."

Before leaving, Shi Ye asked for another kiss and left satisfied.

When Ning Zhi arrived at the meeting room, it was exactly ten o'clock and most of the shareholders were present.

Only Ning Mingli has not arrived yet.

This shareholders' meeting has only one purpose - to vote for a new president.

These shareholders are all smart people, and they all know that the Ning family has suddenly encountered misfortune.

Now everyone calls him "Young Master" affectionately.

Don't hit someone who smiles at you, Ning Zhi greeted them naturally.

"Young Master, I heard that you had an accident yesterday. Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine," Ning Zhi lowered his eyes, "but my uncle..."

"What happened to my father?!"

The voice was sudden, it was Ning Mingli who had just entered the meeting room.

Ning Zhi looked at him and said with a hint of regret, "He died last night. The doctor said it was due to excessive blood loss."

He really regretted not solving it himself.

The son pays for his father's debt, and now it is Ning Mingli's turn.

Ning Mingli had already received the news, and he was asking this question now just to gain sympathy.

Sure enough, some shareholders began to talk and even came forward to comfort him.

"Don't worry, uncles and aunts, our Ning family has encountered a sudden change, but we brothers are still here, so it won't collapse!"

"This board meeting is for the future of the company. Please vote seriously and elect a new president. I would like to thank all the uncles in advance!"

Ning Zhi now has reasonable suspicion:

Ning Mingli is the aunt who relies on her mouth to please others.

Otherwise, with her ordinary looks and not as rich as his father, how could she have snatched his girl away?

He remained silent, just watching and letting others manipulate him, and had a very good temper.

Ten minutes later, the voting results came out.

"Everyone, judging from the voting results, Master Mingli is far ahead in the votes. Let us welcome the new president of Ning Corporation!"

All shareholders applauded, but it was not certain whether the applause was sincere or not.

Ning Mingli had already bribed two-thirds of the shareholders, so he was naturally not surprised by the voting results.

The smile on his face grew bigger, and he looked at Ning Zhi provocatively, "Cousin, I'll be the CEO for you first. Anyway, you're a musician and you don't understand these things."

This statement appears to be polite, but is actually derogatory.

But Ning Zhi still ignored him. He just smiled indifferently and turned a deaf ear to Ning Mingli's words.

Ning Mingli didn't see his disappointed look, and he felt unhappy, but he had to go through with it for the sake of face, "Since everyone has chosen me, I will definitely not let you down."

A prestigious shareholder stood up and asked, "Let me confirm one last time. Do you have any opinions on the voting results?"

He looked around at everyone and saw that everyone nodded, so he prepared to announce the end of the meeting.

"I have an opinion." Ning Zhi, who was sitting in the second seat at the conference table, spoke casually.

Ning Mingli sneered, "You don't have any shares, who will listen to your opinions?"

Ning Zhi's mouth curved slightly, revealing a hint of arrogance and playfulness. "My mother left a will before she passed away, giving me all 29% of her shares. There are also relics as evidence. If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself."

The staff from the notary office behind him took out a stack of documents and a jade ring and placed them in the middle of the conference table.

Several old shareholders looked at each other and confirmed that the will was authentic and that the jade ring was also on the list of relics.

Ning Mingli didn't believe it at all, "You're talking nonsense, I've never heard of any will!"

"Are you blind?" Ning Zhi folded his hands casually, "Or can't you read?"

Ning Mingli could not bear the fact that the duck in his mouth flew away. He quickly calculated and felt relieved. "29% is nothing. My father and I own nearly 40% of the shares together. You still have no say!"

Ning Zhi didn't say anything, but just raised his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully.

The shareholders were like fence-sitters, and seeing that Ning Zhi remained silent, they began to speak up for Ning Mingli.

"In this case, even if you have shares, it's useless to have any opinions, young master, because you don't have enough shares!"

Ning Mingli had the upper hand and his smile became more arrogant.

boom!

The door of the conference room suddenly opened and a clear female voice was heard.

"29% is not enough, what about adding mine?"