"You disagree?"
Shen Minghua laughed, as if he was listening to a clown huffing and puffing, he couldn't help but snort coldly, "You, a mere son-in-law of the Hong Family with not a single share in the group, disagree? What right do you have to speak?"
The other group directors and shareholders also clamored, "We've said it before, get this Hong Family son-in-law out! Disrupting the board meeting, what sort of manner is this?"
"Shen Minghua, you are now the president of the group, hurry and have someone throw them out!"
Shen Minghua turned his head to look at Ye Feng, with a twist of his mouth, mocked word by word, "Did you hear that? Now it's me who will have people throw you out like rubbish crawling insects, or will you crawl out like losing dogs yourselves?"
Ye Feng's expression didn't change at all, he sat in the wheelchair, unmoved, as the Northern Border King who had survived battles with thousands of troops, this petty scene couldn't stir any waves in his heart.
