1835: You'll be found out sooner or later

You'll be found out sooner or later

After Murong Mian spoke, the conference room fell silent for two to three seconds. Everyone looked at the computer, as if it was a bomb.1

Especially Madam Jones and Murong cuiting, their expressions were classic.

Before she came, Murong Mian had already suspected that there was something fishy about this board meeting. Was there anything that needed to be hidden from the acting chairman and the Vice Chairman while the other shareholders made a unanimous decision?

It must have something to do with them. The most direct question would be their position in the company.

Of course, it was definitely not something good. If it was an appointment, why would it be so sneaky? the only thing left was probably a dismissal.

At this time, there were only a few people who could scheme against him. There was no one else.

Therefore, before he came, he had asked someone to put a computer in the conference room in advance. He connected it to the video and connected to Murong Zhihong.

No matter what the other party wanted to do, as long as he could keep Murong Zhihong under control, he would have a way out.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the hospital to peel so many apples for nothing.

Although Murong Zhihong had left the company a long time ago, he was still a threat to the shareholders. To them, he was their boss.

It didn't matter who his son was. What was important was whose side this boss was on.

"Landy, do you mean that the chairman is watching?" one of the shareholders asked.

Murong Mian nodded.

Murong Zhihong knew about what Murong cuiting said. Murong Mian didn't believe it at all.

Murong Zhihong would never doubt that Murong Mian was his son. Everyone knew how much he loved Murong Mian. Besides, Murong Mian had been in a car accident when she was very young, and it was Murong Zhihong who had given his son blood.

How could he suspect that this wasn't his son? so, it could only be that Murong cuiting and the others were lying.

Madam Jones was shocked and gently pushed Murong cuiting from behind.

"You ... You ... Tell us. Don't scare us. My brother knows what I've done. Even if he knows, I'm not afraid," she said quickly.

Although he said this, his voice was also very loud, but his lack of confidence could be heard by anyone.

The shareholders present were all sly old foxes, and almost all of them could tell that something was wrong.

When they looked at Murong cuiting and Mrs. Jones, they had another thought.

Mrs. Jones's palms were covered in cold sweat. She stared at the computer on the table, hoping to see a hole in it.

She was praying in her heart for God's blessing. She hoped that Murong Mian was just bluffing and that he was really trying to scare them.

Unfortunately ... God would not bless these people who harbored evil intentions.

Murong Mian walked over to the computer and opened the video chat."Father, you heard everything."

Murong Zhihong's figure appeared on the computer screen. He was half-leaning on the bed today, with an oxygen tube inserted into his nose. He looked much better than usual.

There was an indescribable sadness in his expression. He looked at the camera, his eyes full of sadness.

Murong cuiting was so scared that her face turned white and she almost fainted. She didn't expect that her big brother, big brother he...Actually, actually heard everything. What should she do now?

She turned to look at Mrs. Jones and saw her shaking slightly. She pursed her lips tightly and kept her eyes on the computer. She didn't know what she was thinking.

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