Feng Tianhua left the conference room in rage. He should have expected his older brother to oppose his plans for the company. Feng Tianyi even went as far as pointing out the profit of the company gradually going down, as if he wasn't aware of it.
How dare he? For the past five years, he was missing and was not even around to help the company flourish, so why was Feng Tianyi making it sound that it was his own fault by not keeping the company afloat?
For two hours, he'd endured looking at his brother's face, wanting to kick him out of the meeting room, but couldn't. Feng Tianyi didn't waste any chance to remind him that he was below him in every aspect.
Behind him, his assistant followed him closely, but even before they could reach Feng Tianhua's office, their steps were forced into a halt when they saw Song Fengyan standing at the hallway, with a little girl beside him, holding her hand.
