"Si Junyan, leading Haohan Group, will not usher in a more powerful and expansive future but instead will hasten its demise," Si Weixun began slowly. His voice carried a unique charm, and every word he spoke struck each person's heart like a piano key, prompting deep reflection.
A few minor shareholders still wanted to stir up trouble.
Si Weixun looked at them. "How many shares do you have? Do the three of you together even make up five percent?"
The minor shareholders, left speechless, gave him a sly glare. "Who are you to talk, when you don't have much more?"
Si Junyan immediately slammed the table. "They're right! Who are you to vie for the position of Family Head with me? Si Yuhuan might have a claim, but you? Don't embarrass yourself."
He tilted his chin up and nodded towards the door; subsequently, several executives walked in. These were the ones Si Junyan had recently fattened up with wine, meat, and women, and to whom promises had been made.
