Cheng Yusong couldn't help but feel sour when he looked at the shareholders who had been close to him. It was clear that these people were now on Mu Zhiyan team.
Mu Zhiyan gently pushed the chair away and led Qiao Anran down.
Qiao Anran felt that this position made her fidgety. Sitting in the Cheng Yusong opposite her, she looked at her like she was staring at food in her mouth.
Ru Feng raised the microphone once again." Shareholders, now we're going to vote for the new Far East Group president."
"Wait..." Cheng Yusong stood up from his seat and said," Far East Group from my grandfather's generation, all of you are surnamed Cheng. How could a bystander like you dare to point fingers at this place?"
"Mr. Cheng, there's a change in the company's share. If you don't agree, you can appeal
