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"CEO..."

In their eyes, there was only Lu Yiyao and no Lu Hongzhan.

"…"

Lu Yiyao didn't look at them, he just stared at the numbers on the screen.

"Hurry and help Deputy Chairman up."

Ding Mo said lightly to Department Head Zhang.

"Yes."

Department Head Zhang then went forward and slightly nodded at Lu Hongzhan.

"Deputy Chairman, after you."

The security guard pushed the wheelchair in front of Lu Hongzhan.

"Lu Yiyao, you bastard …"

When had Lu Hongzhan ever received such humiliation? He was so angry that he turned around and cursed at Lu Yiyao.

Bang.

All of a sudden, the mouse in Lu Yiyao's hand smashed straight into his face.

Unbiased.

He was caught off guard.

Ding Mo and Department Head Zhang were both stunned.

Not to mention Lu Hongzhan was much older than Lu Yiyao, he was also his big brother.

In front of his subordinates, he had to at least give him some face.

Unexpectedly …

Lu Yiyao's merciless slapping of Lu Hongzhan's face had really shocked them.

The mouse was made of metal.

It hit Lu Hongzhan's cheekbone.

It hurt.

Lu Hongzhan's face was purple and his eyes were swollen. Two eyes, one big and one small.

Ding Mo and Department Head Zhang both lowered their heads slightly.

Lu Hongzhan flew into a rage as he roared at Lu Yiyao.

"Lu Yiyao, even this old man doesn't dare to hit me, but you actually dared to hit me. "See how I'll deal with you today …"

His voice was hoarse, not intimidating at all.

"Take him away."

Lu Yiyao glanced at him and pursed his lips.

"Deputy Chairman, after you."

Department Head Zhang suppressed the bewilderment in his heart, and said to Lu Hongzhan once again.

Several security guards surrounded him and tried to help him into the wheelchair.

"You all …"

Lu Hongzhan couldn't hold back his shame and anger. His face looked like a palette that had been overturned, there were all kinds of colors.

"Ding Mo, what's your execution ability?"

Lu Yiyao reprimanded Ding Mo coldly as he saw that no one had made a move yet.

"Deputy Chairman, I'm sorry."

Ding Mo stepped forward, grabbed Lu Hongzhan's arm and pushed him onto the wheelchair.

Department Head Zhang pushed his wheelchair forward and quickly ran towards the office's entrance.

"Lu Yiyao, just you wait …"

Lu Hongzhan, who sat in the wheelchair, screamed the whole way.

Ding Mo saw him leave and came back with cleaning tools to clean up the ground. He then went to the warehouse and brought him a new high-end custom mouse.

Lu Yiyao's expression was still as calm as ever, as if the scene just now never happened.

He stared at the computer screen and looked at the data for a while. His eyes were slightly dry.

He leaned back, slightly closing his eyes.

He reached out his hand and pinched the sore bridge of his nose.

His thoughts began to drift.

No wonder Lu Hongzhan was so angry.

Lu Jinhui woke up only two days later and summoned all the shareholders of the Lu's into the ward. In public, his private lawyer announced his will.

The contents of the will surprised everyone.

Lu Jinhui gave 30% of the shares of the Lu's to Lin Ange and the remaining 70% to Gong Nanling.

Lu Yiyao and Lu Hongzhan, along with Lu Hengyuan, did not get anything.

Lu Yiyao was fine?

He and Lin Ange were husband and wife. In this way, the two of them had 51% of the 'the Lu's' group's shares. Possessing an absolute controlling interest.

Everyone was puzzled as to why Lu Jinhui did not directly transfer the shares to Lu Yiyao and insisted on making a detour.

What followed next puzzled the crowd even more.

The shares transferred by Lu Jinhui to Lin Ange cannot be transferred, sold or inherited.

A hundred years later, all of these shares would belong to Gong Nanling.

This way.

Not only Lu Yiyao, even Lin Yanyan couldn't get it.

Without a doubt, Gong Nanling was the biggest winner of this will.

Lu Hongzhan and Lu Hengyuan did not get anything.

In terms of real estate, other than the Lu Family, they did not receive anything else.

Even if it was the old residence, they only had the right to live and the property belonged to Gong Nanling. If Gong Nanling didn't let them live, they would have to leave immediately.

How could Lu Hongzhan not be flustered?

He knew Gong Hantian and Lu Yixun very well. They were not the ones who had done the dirty work behind the scenes.

All of this, Lu Yiyao must have done something to Lu Jinhui. Otherwise, why would he transfer the shares in his hands to Lin Ange? Although she was Lu Yiyao's wife, she wasn't related to Lu Family at all.

Not only did he not get the shares, he did not get the real estate either.

This made him even angrier.

Therefore, the moment he received the news, he immediately rushed over to look for Lu Yiyao.

He didn't think that even though the problem wasn't solved, he still got beaten up.

He had lost all his face.

Ding Mo poured Lu Yiyao another cup of tea and came back with two documents.

"CEO..."

He gently placed the teacup in front of Lu Yiyao.

"He 'sent' us off."

"Bye."

Ding Mo answered with certainty.

After two seconds, he said again.

"CEO, I'm afraid Deputy Chairman will not let this go easily."

"Heh, he can't overturn the heavens …"

Lu Yiyao smiled coldly, then squinted his eyes.

"How soon will Gong Nanling be back?"

"At least another two weeks."

"Don't let him know anything about Gu Mengmeng for the time being."

"Understood."

Ding Mo nodded and handed the documents over to him.

"CEO, Xiao Bilan is about to die."

"She should have died a long time ago."1

Lu Yiyao said coldly as he flipped through the documents in his hands and pursed his lips.

"Madame has filed an appeal against her. The trial will begin on Wednesday."

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao replied plainly.

Lin Ange didn't tell him about this matter, and he didn't interfere.

He knew that there were some things that did not require his assistance. All he had to do was stand behind her and watch quietly.

She was no longer the little girl who had shut herself up 12 years ago, nor was she the ignorant Lin Ange from 4 years ago.

She had grown up fast.

Even standing beside him was not inferior in any way.

"President, should we go to the hospital or eat here?"

"To the hospital."

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao quickly signed his name on the document and closed it.

Ding Mo immediately took it.

He turned around and went out.

Lu Yiyao raised his wrist and looked at the time. Seeing that it was already past eleven o'clock, he hurriedly stood up.

He had to go back to the hospital and make Lin Ange lunch.

Yesterday, after Lin Ange praised Jiang Zhaowu's craftsmanship, he decided. In the future, aside from using Yuxi, he would also personally cook for her at other times.

To love a person, one must grasp the stomach of 'her' first.

He went downstairs, got on the car and went to the market to buy nutritious ingredients.

It was not even midnight when Lu Yiyao walked into Lin Ange's room with two large paper bags in his hands.

Lin Ange was sitting in front of the Small Round Table, both her hands tapping on the keyboard of her notebook. Upon seeing him walk in, his eyebrows shot up as he asked with a smile.

"Are you going to cook for yourself?"

"Otherwise?"

Lu Yiyao pursed his lips and replied her.

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