As Sun Gang's words echoed through the boardroom, a palpable tension descended upon the gathered shareholders, their expressions ranging from outright disbelief to thinly veiled disdain. Murmurs of discontent rippled through the assembly, a harbinger of the storm that was brewing.
Yang Bojun, ever the opportunist, remained a silent observer, his lips curved into a self-satisfied smirk as he reveled in the unfolding drama. He had anticipated this very scenario, the seeds of discord sown with meticulous precision, and now he eagerly awaited the fruits of his labor.
Sun Gang, his gaze sweeping over the restless crowd, feigned an air of surprise, his hands raised in a placating gesture that only served to further inflame the simmering resentment. "Please, my esteemed colleagues, let us not allow our emotions to cloud our judgment," he implored, his voice a masterful blend of concern and authority.
