With the departure of Lin Qingya and Han Yu, the atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly became much more relaxed.
Many people looked at the seat Lin Qingya had just vacated with the kind of gaze one reserves for a joke.
Perhaps, after today, someone else would take the president's position.
"Old Wang, you're the smart one, knowing to bring my mom here!"
Lin Changshan gave a big thumbs up to his confidant Wang Xinfa.
The reason the old lady could come this time was precisely because of Wang Xinfa's idea; he had recently incited many family members of the detained executives to complain to the old lady, and at the same time, he had written several anonymous letters under the guise of business partners, criticizing Lin Qingya.
