Grandpa He naturally couldn't come out so quickly; during the time he was locked away, He Hanjin was not idle either—he began to meet with shareholders one by one.
"Shareholder Zheng, this is the new shareholder contract I had drafted earlier. Please take a look."
He Hanjin invited the person to the conference room and pushed the shareholder contract he had already prepared across the table.
Shareholder Zheng glanced down at the contract on the conference table and did not pick it up. Instead, he looked at He Hanjin with a slight smile on his lips, "President He, what does this mean? The contracts we signed with Grandpa He still haven't expired."
In plain terms, He Hanjin only had the title of president, but the real power was still in Grandpa He's hands.
Even though He Hanjin held some shares, in comparison, it was like trying to stop a vehicle with one's arms.
He Hanjin could hear the implication in Shareholder Zheng's words—they were nothing but disdain for him.
