Before Ji Chicheng could answer, a loud male voice came from outside the door.
"I am the largest shareholder of the company, let's see who has the power to overthrow me."
Immediately, the owner of the voice appeared, standing at the doorway, with one arm in a sling and the other hand in the pocket of his suit trousers.
Facing the barrage of flashing cameras, he slightly tilted his chin up, with a subtle smirk on his face. Even though his face was bruised, it couldn't hide his pride and arrogance.
"Mr. Ji, would you like to comment on the matter of selling your shares in the company?"
"Are you and Mr. Ji Chicheng involved in an internal conflict?"
"..."
Ji Jingfeng calmly waited for the reporters to finish asking before he smiled slightly and spoke, "I don't really know that Charles, but there is someone in our family who is quite familiar with him."
He deliberately created suspense, whetting the reporters' appetites.
"Could you reveal who it is?"
