Looking back at the way Zhang Xiaohua had gone, remembering his proud appearance, he raised his hand and touched the scar on his forehead that Zhang Xiaohua had left.
Ling Feng really wanted to use the strength of the Jinsheng Group to give Zhang Xiaohua a blow and to shame him.
However, the current power of the Jinsheng Group was in the hands of some weighty shareholders. Before Ling Qitian woke up, Ling Feng had no real power at all.
Ling Feng grinded his teeth and said frustratedly: "Now the company's power is in the hands of those cronies, they won't listen to anything I say. They act arrogant at the company all day, not even put me in their eyes. Unless my grandfather wakes up and asks them to give me power, the old guys will never listen to me."
Cao Dequan smiled and deliberately reminded: "That's not necessarily so. At least there is one thing that could represent your grandfather and grant you control of the company."
Ling Feng was stunned and asked puzzled: "What?"
