"Hey, isn't this Uncle Chen? Long time no see."
Shen Shiyu swayed her slender waist gracefully, wrapped her arms around an oily middle - aged man's arm, and walked into the hotel private room with a charming smile.
"Xiaoyu, you've become even more beautiful."
She forced herself to hold back the nausea and poured the wine with a flattering smile. "You're so good at complimenting people. Come! Let me toast you."
The man bared his yellow teeth, his eyes full of ill - intent. "What are we toasting to?"
"To your successful career and ever - rising prosperity!"
While saying these polite words, she had already been complaining in her heart for a million times.
If it weren't for winning over these old shareholders to vote for Bo Siming in the upcoming board meeting, she wouldn't have wasted her time eating and drinking with these annoying middle - aged men. The pungent smell of hair oil almost made Shen Shiyu vomit.
"A beauty always has a sweet tongue, and you have such a good figure. If I were twenty years younger, I'd definitely marry you!"
As he spoke, his lecherous hand reached out to her thigh and began to grope gently.
"Hehe, Uncle Chen, the voting day is just a few days away. Is what you promised me still valid?"
"Of course it is. How could it not be?"
The man handed over the kraft paper bag beside him. "There are all the materials I've carefully collected in here. I don't show them to just anyone."
Shen Shiyu's eyes were fixed on the bag, and she reached out to take it.
"What's in it for me if I give you such important things?"
He deliberately took the bag back and asked tentatively.
"As long as Siming takes over the company, he will surely treat you well! Logically, such a large business should be handed over to him. What does Bo Jingyu know? A man who can't even control his temper can never manage a company well. Am I right, Uncle Chen?"
The man burst into laughter and didn't forget to put his arm around her slender waist. "You're such a little vixen. Every word hits the spot."
Shen Shiyu had lost count of how many such private gatherings she had attended.
She had endured teasing, being taken advantage of, and even had to offer kisses. She had done it all.
If it weren't for Bo Siming and the Bo family's business, she wouldn't have been so debased!
It was all for the future.
Whenever she thought of this, Shen Shiyu would feel much calmer.
"Why did you drink so much again?"
Yang Wan took her from the butler's hands and frowned.
"Mom... We'll soon, soon trample that bitch Shen Ximan under our feet again! Siming will become the new heir, and I..."
Shen Shiyu laughed innocently. "I'll become his wife."
"My silly daughter. You've really suffered."
She lovingly hugged her and slowly walked upstairs to send her into the bedroom. Her heart was filled with indescribable joy and excitement.
Bo Siming was a smart man. He was sure to get the inheritance rights.
One night, two delusional women placed all their hopes on an ambitious man.
They even began to fantasize about a life of glory and wealth in the future.
At Yancheng Airport.
Under the protection of layers of bodyguards, an old man with half - gray hair and sunglasses suddenly appeared.
He carried a briefcase and wore a black overcoat. He didn't look old at all. Instead, he seemed like a middle - aged man.
"Grandpa." Bo Siming stepped forward first to take the briefcase, looking very attentive.
Bo Jingyu didn't seem to care. He lowered his head and said softly, "Grandpa."
"Why are you all here?"
Bo Yanhai took off his sunglasses with an unhappy tone. His weather - beaten and sharp eyes were like a sharp knife, making the two of them feel a bit uncomfortable.
"It's such a big deal that you're coming back to the country. As juniors, it would be impolite not to come and greet you." Bo Siming forced a smile to smooth things over.
"Give me the briefcase."
He was stunned for a moment. "I'll carry it for you. You're getting old..."
Before he could finish, Bo Yanhai interrupted him firmly. "Give it to me."
Out of face, Bo Siming handed it to him with a gloomy face.
"Back to the company. Immediately call a board meeting."
After saying this, he didn't even look at Bo Jingyu and walked straight out of the airport with the bodyguards and got into the car that had been prepared.
"I think you don't look well today. Do you want to go back and rest?"
Bo Siming deliberately picked on him, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him sideways.
Silence is the most powerful weapon.
Bo Jingyu didn't say a single word and quickly left.
"Humph, pretending to be mute. Once I become the heir today, let's see how you can still be so arrogant." He held a confident smile, feeling extremely happy.
This battle was a sure win.
"Chairman, everyone is here." The assistant reported.
Bo Yanhai nodded, sat in the top seat of the conference table, looked around at everyone, and slowly said, "I'm sure everyone knows the purpose of this board meeting, so I don't need to beat around the bush. Just vote according to your true thoughts."
"But before we start, I have two requirements. First, the voting must be conducted in a fair and just way. No one is allowed to be selfish. Once it's verified that someone violates this, their shares and all the rights of the affiliated industries will be taken back."
"Second, the elected heir must strictly abide by the core requirements within the company, treat everyone equally, and be dedicated. I hope you can handle your voting rights well and make a careful choice."
After saying that, he winked at the assistant.
The eye - catching red voting box was passed in front of each director. Bo Siming and the directors who had already made a plan in private exchanged glances to confirm the final result.
A few minutes later, the assistant opened the papers with the names written on them one by one, counted the votes, and whispered the result in Bo Yanhai's ear.
His hoarse and old voice hesitated for a while and then slowly nodded.
"The voting results are out. I hope the future heir can lead everyone to continue to expand into broader and more comprehensive fields."
Bo Siming crossed his arms in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for this glorious result that belonged to him. The joy in his heart seemed endless, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.
Those bribed directors held back their smiles, saying nothing and waiting for him to be humiliated.
Bo Yanhai stood up, looking serious. "I hereby announce that the person with the most votes in this board meeting is - - Bo Jingyu."
The air in the room immediately became chaotic. Especially those directors who loved to stir up trouble, they began to whisper and discuss among themselves.
"The heir is actually not the eldest young master."
"Why is it that crazy guy? Can he lead the company well?"
Compared to their shock, the person who couldn't accept it the most was Bo Siming.
His murderous eyes stared at each of the directors one by one. Unexpectedly, they even rolled their eyes at him.
If it weren't for Grandpa being present, he would definitely have beaten those people until they had no teeth left.
This result was not what he wanted at all!
The position of heir should be his. What was Bo Jingyu? What right did he have to compete?!
"Thank you all directors for your recognition. I will do my best to lead the company towards a better direction. If there are any inappropriate places, I will correct them in time."