Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  “Yeah, when President Li was here, he dared not let us wait for so long. Are you trying to set a new example?”


  “Or, do you have no intention to come to this meeting at all? You don’t have to be reluctant!”


  Anyway, Li Sicheng was already dead, and the Li Group was nothing but a framework! With a woman, what kind of achievement can it make? It was better to transfer the equity together while the company was worth some money. They could still invest in other things before losing money. It was not just one or two that had this idea.

  The Li Group did not have a long history and there were eight shareholders. There were partners who had worked with Li Sicheng in the past, and some older shareholders who later joined with capital injection. Most of those who spoke were old, almost the age of Li Xiao. Instead, some young people just looked at Su Qianci silently.

  Su Qianci looked at the watch and said, “If I remember correctly, the shareholders’ meeting should be at two o’clock in the afternoon. I have been listening to your accusation for two minutes. It is now 14:01. In other words, I came in at 13:59. Am I late?”


  “No,” A young man sitting in front said, seeming about 30 years old and quite capable. Fang Chen, one of Li’s largest shareholders, had supported Li Sicheng from the very beginning.

  “Tut, Li Sicheng always arrived three minutes in advance!”


  “Oh……so, I am not late, why did you accuse me?” Su Qianci sat down in the president’s position. “My husband’s habit is not my habit. You got used to my husband’s habits, and now you have to get used to my habits.”


  An older man snorted. “What do you mean, you want to be the president of the Li Group?”


  “What a joke! A woman, why should you be the Li Group’s decision maker? I hope you don’t ruin such a big company!”


  “Hey, if that’s the case, we have nothing to say. The biggest stake is in your hands. Your husband is dead, the whole Li Group is in your hands. Isn’t that what you have to say?”


  Su Qianci listened to these words with a cold face and sneered, “Yes, my husband is gone, and I have the final say. But my husband is not dead, please don’t curse him! He just walked away temporarily. It will not take long for him to come back to take over the company. But before that, I am the final decision maker here.”


  When hearing this, everyone around was silent. Indeed, the death of Li Sicheng was hard to accept. Everyone looked at Su Qianci with a bit of sympathy.

  “I have a bidding plan for a land block. According to estimation, I think it is very feasible. The preliminary plan is made, and the specifics need to be improved.” Su Qianci let Cheng You send the plan that had just been copied.

  Shareholders frowned, all of them. Obviously, they were not optimistic about this project. This is entirely in the expectation of Su Qianci. She told them her ideas and plans and observed their reactions one by one.

  Finally, one of them said, “No matter what, I am not optimistic about you being the president. Instead of looking at the Li Group’s loss in the hands of a woman, it is better to sell it at the market price first, or you can buy me out. How about that?”