Zheng Qingqing laughed on the other end of the phone, "I'm already doing well to remember."
Her voice was tender and soft, mixed with a touch of laziness, "Actually, I don't want to be the head of the board of directors at all, but grandpa insists that I take the position..."
"Second cousin, tell me, isn't grandpa playing favorites?"
"After the car accident of our eldest cousin, grandpa re-divided all the family power."
"We're all part of the Qin Family, yet you got the eldest cousin's Qin Group and all the related companies, my brother got two small companies, and all I got was one small company and this crappy position as the head of the school board."
"What's the use of this position, anyway? It can't make money."
Qin Yihan's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Zheng Qingqing was still rattling on on the other end of the phone, "Second cousin, please convince grandpa, will you? Can you handle so many companies on your own?"
