Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"I want to vote for Wen Rong, President Wen."

The calm voice was gradually mixed with a faint smile, just like bubbles rising from the water, until everyone in the conference room could sense the sincerity in his smile.

"He has been involved in charity work almost since he was a teenager, but it was not publicized enough before. If the company gradually publicizes his charity activities every year from now on, believe me, he will definitely become a more noble and harmless person than me and my grandfather. The public will be more assured of the reputation of the group, and may even think that our group should develop charity work in the future. Taking this opportunity, President Wen can lead the establishment of a charity foundation. On this basis, it is completely natural for President Wen to be the legal representative of the company. It will bring all benefits and no harm."

The man's voice spread through the loudspeaker in the spacious conference room. The slight distortion effect and the overly steady voice easily evoked many people's memories of this voice - when Wen Can was still in office, he always spoke calmly and rarely spoke loudly, but sometimes the calmer he was, the more people dared not be distracted, dared not look up, and naturally, dared not refute.

Those who originally insisted on voting for Wen Can gradually began to show signs of wavering.

Wen Rongze's nervousness faded away as he spoke, and tears of emotion welled up in his eyes.

Wen Shengtian was completely the opposite. He stared at his phone with wide eyes, as if he was caught in some terrible struggle between himself and himself.

Amidst everyone's different reactions, the small black phone continued to transmit his voice -

"I know many people still remember me, and I am grateful for this 'remembering', but people always have to look forward, and we must always remember that the interests of the group are the interests of everyone. Don't forget that no matter how much praise and compliments I receive, it should not be enough for you to choose me over Premier Wen. Because no matter what, I am my father's son and I was raised by him."

"Even if we present this to everyone, this is a fact that will convince everyone to shut up."

"Everyone think carefully, isn't this the case?"

"Therefore, for the future of the group and for the will of the general public, I hope everyone can wholeheartedly support Premier Wen as the legal representative."

"My vote is for Premier Wen."

The crowd, which had been only slightly shaken, was finally completely shaken.

The tears in Wen Rong's eyes kept accumulating, and finally overflowed a little. He wiped them away himself, and then he suppressed his excitement and said, "Acan!"

Perhaps considering the occasion, he did not continue, but patiently said: "Wait for Dad to come back, and I'll have a drink with you tonight. We haven't drunk alcohol for a long time. Do you remember that your father taught you to drink alcohol for the first time when you were a child, without your mother's knowledge..."

"The voting is over and the results are in."

A shareholder said: "Mr. Wen Rongwen will be the legal representative of the group in the future."

A shareholder who originally voted for Wen Can also threw away his pen and said, "Okay, I agree too."

"I agree."

"Since Wen Can said so himself, I agree."

"I also……"

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The shareholders' voices of support reached Wen Can through the phone.

Although he couldn't hear the voices of Wen Rong and Wen Shengtian, he could fully imagine the expressions of the two.

He held the phone, lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were always slightly raised. That was the source of the smile that everyone in the conference room heard.

But only Qin Zheng on this side saw what a strange smile it was when she turned back inadvertently - the curves of the eyes, eyebrows and lips were all extremely gentle, yet it made people feel eerie and cold.

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"Since the voting results are out, let's go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau tomorrow to register the change without further delay."

After hanging up the phone, the conference room began to make summary speeches.

Wen Rong had already regained his composure. He announced the adjournment of the meeting and even planned to help the miserable old man.

Seeing the old man sitting there like a hard iron pipe, refusing to move or look at anyone, Wen Rong felt a surge of pity in his heart: "Dad, let's go back."

Looking at the motionless old man, Wen Rong sighed heavily: "You can't disown me as your son just for something like this, right? Didn't you teach me to distinguish between public and private matters since I was a child? You..."

“You can’t register.”

The old man suddenly spoke, then suddenly looked up and stared at him, and said word by word like a curse that would come true: "You can't be the legal representative! Absolutely not! I don't agree!!"

Wen Rong was stunned, then became furious: "Dad!"

The conflict between the richest father and son in this group and even in the entire Yuzhou City is not common, and many shareholders couldn't help but slow down their pace.

"Voting is your decision! Why are you still cheating after the result is out?! I never knew you were such a person who doesn't keep your promises and principles?! Are you getting old and confused?!"

“You can’t be this legal person.”

No matter how angry Wen Rong got and how he blamed the old man, the only thing he said was this.

"You can never be the legal representative! This position can only be held by A-chan!"

"..."

The corners of Wen Rong's mouth twitched nervously, and then he pressed his forehead as if he was tired, using his hand to block his uncontrollable hateful and ferocious eyes. After quickly calming down, he waved to his secretary and assistant: "Help him up, send him down, I will accompany my dad home."

The two young men finally helped the old man up, but as they walked out, he turned back and stared at Wen Rong: "I don't agree! I absolutely don't agree!"

"..."

After the old man's figure disappeared outside the meeting room and other shareholders ran away one after another, Wen Rong let out a suppressed and manic roar, kicked the chair next to him hard, and swept everything on the table to the ground.

Even so, it couldn't calm his anger.

After standing for a while with rapid breathing, he called a "friend" and made an appointment to meet at the club tonight to relax.

He felt a little better after hanging up the phone. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down just in time to see Wen Shengtian being helped out of the building.

He pulled the corner of his mouth apart, revealing a cold and forbearing smile: "So what if you disagree? If the vote passes, I will go to register tomorrow - it's useless even if you disagree and don't think highly of me!"

After taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Wen Rong finally regained the joy he felt when the vote was passed.

He walked away from the French window and was about to leave the meeting room when his cell phone suddenly rang.

At the same time, several loud and noisy exclamations were heard from downstairs.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Wen! The old man has fainted! I'm afraid he needs to be taken to the hospital immediately!"

"..."

Wen Rong stopped suddenly.

His face, which had just gotten better, quickly turned red again, filled with anger that seemed about to explode.