She paused, letting that sink in, watching their faces as they realized she had anticipated every legal argument they might raise.
"Your confusion," she continued, her tone sharpening perceptibly, "is not legal in nature. The law is clear, the documentation is impeccable, and no court would overturn the transfer based on procedural grounds. Your confusion is emotional. You're struggling to accept that Tang Yuze made a decision you don't like, that he placed his legacy and his life's work in hands you don't control, that he trusted someone other than this board to steward the company forward."
The silence that followed was thick and uncomfortable, broken only by the distant sound of traffic from the Beijing streets outside their conference room windows.
Zhou Yuxi continued, and now her voice carried an edge like a blade being slowly drawn from its sheath, the threat becoming more explicit with each word.
