Mr. He never expected Jiang Jingheng to treat him with such disrespect. Pointing at him, he coldly sneered, "Brat, are you determined to go against me today? Do you believe we can have you ousted today?"
"Ousted?" Jiang Jingheng lifted his eyelids, his light brown eyes looking at him coldly, then flung the documents in his hand, hitting Mr. He's face.
Mr. He had never been humiliated like this before, and he was furious, wanting to hit someone, but was stopped by Lian Jun.
Lian Jun said casually, "Mr. He should take a good look at this document, to avoid getting flustered later."
Mr. He snorted coldly, bent down to pick up the document on the ground, and started flipping through it, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
"This is impossible, it's fake."
A shareholder, curious, asked, "What is this?"
"This is fake, I have not done any of this!" Mr. He said loudly, looking at Jiang Jingheng.
