"Do you think you still can?"
Ye Zhantian gave a cold laugh.
"Just try," the old Master Ye fiercely shouted, "I hold thirty percent of the shares. As long as I step in, the other shareholders will listen to me. Don't think that just because you have power and status now, you can defy me. Water can carry a boat but can also capsize it; I can lift you up and I can pull you down!!!"
These words carried a powerful momentum!
Apparently, the old Master Ye was determined to suppress him.
Ye Zhantian's expression turned extremely grim, a cold light flickering in his eyes...
"Zhantian!" Nan Zhifeng hurriedly spoke up, "Don't anger the old master. I'll leave for a few days, let's talk after the matter is investigated clearly!"
Ye Zhantian did not speak, but his expression was not good.
"Trust me, give me some time to handle this," Nan Zhifeng said, tugging at his hand, urgently persuading him, "Think of Xiaofeng; he needs a warm home, not a battlefield for power struggles..."
