Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

All the calculations were so well made that when Mu Huisheng voted in favor of his son Mu Qingyuan, old man Mu's eyes were filled with anger.

"Mu Huisheng, are you still a member of the Mu family?"

Facing Mr. Mu's questioning, Mu Huisheng glanced in the direction of the conference room door. Under everyone's surprised gaze, he walked out without hesitation and walked back in.

He pushed in a wheelchair, in which sat a dignified and elegant woman. She looked to be less than fifty years old, and her skin was an unhealthy white, but it was well maintained.

If you look closely, you will find that the woman's features are somewhat similar to Mu Qingyuan's.

Or, it should be said that Mu Qingyuan's features are somewhat similar to those of a woman.

"Mom, why did you come back too?" Mu Qingyuan stood up suddenly. His usually deep eyes seemed a little out of control at this moment, and even his voice trembled slightly.

The woman in the wheelchair was Mu Qingyuan's mother, Dong Mingyue.

Dong Mingyue smiled gently and said, "I came back in a hurry, and I planned to give you a surprise."

Although Mu Qingyuan did not ask about the process, he knew there must be something going on, but now was not the time to delve into it.

Dong Mingyue glanced at the people in the conference room, and her gaze finally stopped on Mu Qingyuan, her tone becoming somewhat helpless and doting.

"You kid, you didn't even tell your parents about such a big thing. Although your father doesn't have any great abilities, as a parent, he always protects his children."

"Mom..." Mu Qingyuan's voice choked slightly.

A group of people from the Mu family looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment, especially the second and third sons of the Mu family, whose eyes were filled with surprise!

The eldest brother has become more capable and dares to bring the person directly to his father!

Or in such a public occasion, openly disobeyed his father and sang against his voice?

As if to respond to the Mu family's thoughts, Mu Huisheng sat down again, looked at the Mu family's closest relatives, and spoke again: "Dad, I'm sorry, although I am a member of the Mu family and your son, I am still Qingyuan's father."

"As a father, I have owed him a lot in the past twenty years. I don't want to continue to owe him a bad conscience. So, Dad, this is my choice."

"Asshole, the Mu family doesn't have descendants like you."

Mr. Mu was so angry that he slammed the table. The knife he had worked so hard to retrieve ended up being used to cut himself!

Mu Huisheng seemed to have expected this. He just shook the hand of the woman next to him and said nothing more.

Mr. Mu had never expected that Mu Huisheng's small stake would make any splash, so he gave up!

Unexpectedly, the next second, the third brother Mu Jisheng suddenly stood up, looked at Grandpa Mu, and said loudly: "Dad, you took back some of my shares, and there are not many left, only 6%. This time, I will remain neutral."

He had ambitions and ideas for decades of his life, but his father never encouraged or recognized him.

When he was young, he also did successful big projects. His father always thought that it was because of the halo of the Mu family that anyone could succeed, not because of his hard work and talent.

Perhaps, in his father's eyes, only people like Mu Qingyuan who started a business from scratch and achieved good results would be worthy of his attention.

But what does it matter if he is pleasing to the eye? Despite his excellence, his father still does not recognize Mu Qingyuan as a descendant of the Mu family.

Oh, descendants of the Mu family, what a big hat.

My eldest brother was oppressed by his father, his wife and children were separated, he lost his beloved, and had a wrong marriage. In the end, he was lucky to have a good son.

As for him, he has been in a muddle all his life. Now he is almost forty years old, and still lives under the control of his father!

The second brother's shares were taken back, and half of his shares were also taken back. If it weren't for the fact that he still had some ability, he would probably be like the second brother, unable to hold on to his shares at all.

My father doesn't trust anyone but himself.

What his elder brother had just said stirred up a storm in his heart.

Maybe he is not as capable as his elder brother to go against his father; but at this moment, he wants to be himself.

"Father, I don't support anyone. I abstain!"

"What? Third brother, you, you..."

There was disappointment in Mr. Mu's eyes. The aging of time finally hit him at this moment. His old body trembled and he was speechless for a long time.

As the eldest son, Mu Huisheng was closest to Grandpa Mu. Seeing this, he couldn't help but say, "Dad, take care of yourself."

No matter how much there is, there is none.

Mu Qingyuan looked at Grandpa Mu coldly. He didn't expect that Mu Jisheng would be so tough at this time.

He turned his head to glance at Jiang Shaoqing, who blinked at him. It seemed that Jiang Shaoqing had done a lot of work behind the scenes to give Mu Jisheng the courage to resist this time.

That's fine too.

However, the old man seemed unwilling to admit defeat and placed his last hope on the Shen family.

As if noticing Mr. Mu's gaze, the middle-aged man who had been sitting in the corner of the conference table raised his eyes, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and spoke in a calm voice without any emotion.

“I am here to attend the shareholders’ meeting of the M Group on behalf of my client, Mr. Jian Zhinian. As a shareholder holding 9% of the shares of the M Group, my client will unconditionally support all decisions made by Mr. Mu Qingyuan.”

“W-what?”

Old Master Mu couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up tremblingly with his crutches and said, "How is it possible? Aren't the legal persons holding those shares from the Shen family?"

Mr. Shen clearly told him...

The middle-aged man said calmly, "The Shen family's company is just holding shares on behalf of others. The investors are Mr. Jian Zhinian and Mr. Mu. My client has transferred the 9% stake to Mr. Mu Qingyuan, and the formalities are currently being processed."

Hearing this, Mr. Mu could no longer control his body and covered his chest.

"No, it's impossible!"

"Mu Qingyuan, the Mu Group belongs to the Mu family, you, you..."

The middle-aged man's words meant that Mu Qingyuan had undoubtedly taken control of the Mu Group.

The Mu Group has changed its owner.

After a competition, Mr. Mu ended up being deserted by his friends and relatives.

He couldn't accept such a result for a while. Before he could catch his breath, his body went limp and he fainted.

The three brothers of the Mu family panicked instantly and hurriedly supported the old man.

Mu Qingyuan stood aside coldly and said indifferently: "Dad, the ambulance is downstairs, send him to the hospital. Mom is here, I'm here."

Everyone has their own responsibilities and obligations. Mu Qingyuan has no intention of letting Grandpa Mu die in the Mu Group. This place is his from now on, and no one can die.

As for Mu Huisheng, as a son, he naturally would not stop it for a moment.

Mu Huisheng looked back at the son he had never raised for a day. He found that he had grown up and was even capable of protecting his parents in return.

"I'll be back soon." Mu Huisheng said.

Mu Qingyuan nodded and stood behind Dong Mingyue.

After the Mu family members left, the middle-aged man walked up to Mu Qingyuan and said respectfully, "Mr. Mu, you have something to do here. I will leave first today. I will contact your secretary for the follow-up procedures."

"Ok."

After the two men shook hands as a courtesy of business, the middle-aged man turned and left.

It was the first time that Jiang Shaoqing met Mu Qingyuan's mother, and he walked up to her politely and greeted her.

Mu Qingyuan winked at Jiang Shaoqing.

Jiang Shaoqing raised his phone and said he had something to do and left first, leaving the time for Mu Qingyuan and his son...

As soon as Jiang Shaoqing walked out of the meeting room, he opened his mobile phone and saw that Mu Qingyuan had indeed sent him a message.

Upon taking a look, Jiang Shaoqing held his forehead with his hand. Jian Zhinian was actually waiting for Mu Qingyuan on the first floor?