The middle-aged man who was late carried a briefcase. He looked around forty or fifty and he is quite fat.

  Lin Yuan looked at the late man faintly.

  The late person is no other than Lin Xiang.

  Lin Yuan can roughly guess why Lin Xiang was late for such an important meeting of the board of directors based on his personality.

  When Lin Yuan was observing Lin Xiang, Lin Xiang also looked at everyone in the conference room.

  Lin Xiang was taken aback when he saw Lin Yuan seated at the forefront of the conference table.

  He immediately understood that today’s meeting will be chaired by Lin Yuan.

  Although Lin Xiang was a little surprised to see that Lin Yuan will preside over the meeting, he entered with a smile without a change in his expression.

  Lin Xiang first apologized, “Sorry for being late everyone.”


  Then he smiled and turned to Lin Yuan: “Sorry Xiao Yuan, Uncle Lin Xiang is late. It’s not a big deal, right? I was stuck in the traffic. I ran a bit to arrive as early as I can, but I am a bit slow.”


  But just when a number of people were ready to raise their hands, someone suddenly spoke up.

  “Xiao Yuan, Uncle Lin Xiang thinks that your suggestion is not good.”


  This person was no other than Lin Xiang.

  Hearing Lin Xiang’s contradicting opinion, everyone looked at him.

  Although Lin Yuan already expected Lin Xiang to speak out, he still raised his eyebrows and asked, “Oh? Why does Vice President Lin say so?”