Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Rong Zhi walked into Sang Yuwan's office, and the other vice presidents had not arrived yet.

"Morning, Chairman."

Sang Yuwan was looking through this week's work plan. When she saw him come in, she looked up and said, "Sit down."

The tone was cold.

Rong Zhi's face showed no emotion. He pulled out a chair and sat opposite her.

Sang Yuwan frowned and lowered her voice, "Go over there."

Rong Zhi's shiny leather shoes paused, and his office chair tilted. In his sight, he saw a set of rosewood antique display cases.

That was purchased from the capital at a high price ten years ago by Bo Xingzhi.

There are still many antiques on the shelves that he bought at auction.

Rong Zhi's pupils shrank, and undercurrents surged in his heart.

Although Bo Xingzhi is gone, his presence is everywhere.

"Sister-in-law, shouldn't we move those things to another place?"

Sang Yuwan was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction he was looking.

Soon, I understood what he meant.

"Why do you want to change?" Sang Yuwan's expression was cold and calm, and the slightly rising ending tone revealed a hint of sarcasm.

Rong Zhi stared at a blue and white porcelain vase and curled his lips, "I'm worried that you'll miss someone when you see it."

Sang Yuwan's eyes narrowed, and her expression instantly tensed, "Nonsense."

"Sister-in-law, do you mean that you don't miss brother at all?" Rong Zhi continued to ask.

In the huge office, the atmosphere was inexplicably subtle.

Sang Yuwan glanced at him coldly and scolded him in a low voice, "You should know when to joke."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, and he said seriously, "I'm not kidding."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xian Si walked in with three vice presidents.

When the three vice presidents saw the two men, they inexplicably felt a feeling that was difficult to express.

After being slightly stunned, he greeted respectfully.

"Morning, Chairman. Good morning, Second Master."

Rong Zhi glanced at the three of them, seemingly mocking himself, and also mocking them, "Today, I arrived earlier than you guys."

The three vice presidents were startled and quickly raised their wrists to check the time.

Three minutes early, as always.

One of the vice presidents boldly replied, "Of course we can't compare to the Second Master."

Rong Zhi smiled, turned his chair, and faced Sang Yuwan.

The three vice presidents also sat down.

The key topic of today's regular meeting is "the bidding for the Xinjie Textile Factory site."

Vice President Gao said, "Chairman, the Shen Group, which had been competing with us for some time, has withdrawn from the bidding."

Sang Yuwanmei's heart skipped a beat.

Rong Zhi's face remained calm.

They knew very well why Shen gave up the bidding.

Rong Zhi gave Shen's Group to Sang Yuwan as an apology. Now, the real boss of Shen's Group is Sang Yuwan.

The three vice presidents didn't understand why, so they felt very strange.

Vice President Gao even suspected that there was something wrong with the project, which was why Shen was so anxious to withdraw.

Another Vice President, Han, interjected, "Chairman, this project isn't very profitable, and it's also very labor-intensive. How about we..."

Rong Zhi interrupted coldly, "You guys are really hypocritical. You've never considered making a profit from the Gucheng Longtan project."

The three vice presidents turned pale and looked at each other in confusion, "This..."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, his expression stern. "Right now, the bidding has entered a critical moment. With the Shen family withdrawing, the Bo family is almost certain to win. At this moment, you are proposing to give up. What are your intentions?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes also became cold and sharp, and his gaze swept across the faces of the three vice presidents like autumn wind sweeping across fallen leaves.

The three vice presidents trembled.

"Mr. Rong is right." Sang Yuwan said calmly and forcefully, "This project is far superior to Gucheng Longtan. If you three can't give a reasonable explanation today, I really can't keep you here any longer."

The corners of Rong Zhi's cold lips twitched slightly.

Her majestic appearance seemed very charming to him.

As Sang Yuwan finished speaking, the air in the office froze into ice.

The three vice presidents stood up almost at the same time, their bodies trembling for a moment.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyelids slightly, her eyes becoming colder.

Rong Zhi didn't look at them, his gaze vaguely fell on the bookshelf behind Sang Yuwan.

The upper shelves of the bookshelf are filled with honors that the Bo family has received over the years.

It must be said that both Bo Yuanshan and Bo Xingzhi had been truly diligent in their work. However, they themselves had never imagined that they would not be able to enjoy all the hard work they had put in.

Of course, Sang Yuwan’s contribution is also involved.

As a woman, the pressure and difficulties I face at work are much greater than those faced by men.

If her parents were still alive, or if she had not been kicked out of the Ming family six years ago, perhaps she would not work so hard.

Alone, I can only grit my teeth and move forward.

The huge office suddenly became quiet, and the pounding heartbeats of the three vice presidents could almost be heard clearly.

Time passed by and neither of them spoke.

Rong Zhi didn't say anything either.

"Nothing to say? Or is it just too hard to say?" Sang Yuwan glanced at the three vice presidents again, her red lips slightly parted, a hint of indifference and majesty revealed in her voice.

Vice President Gao took a deep breath and clenched his fingers. "Chairman, since you don't trust us so much, it's better for us to resign."

Ever since Bo Xingzhi passed away, he has been waiting to take over Sang Yuwan's job.

Unexpectedly, instead of promoting them, she held both power and authority.

Even when the directors suggested that she delegate some power, she remained unmoved.

Even the professional manager she promised to hire has not appeared yet.

Instead of waiting passively, it is better to burn your boats and defeat her.

When Rong Zhi heard this, his blurred vision narrowed inch by inch, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Threat? Force him to abdicate?"

Sang Yuwan's expression was calm, without a trace of panic, "Are you really leaving?"

The three vice presidents said firmly, "There's not much point in staying here. We have to leave."

"Okay." Sang Yuwan's eyes were like the ice on a lake in early spring, melting at a speed unnoticed by the naked eye. The corners of her lips lifted in a faint smile.

The three vice presidents didn't expect her to agree so readily, without even a word of trying to persuade them to stay.

They felt somewhat unwilling.

Without waiting for them to speak again, Sang Yuwan immediately ordered Rong Zhi, "Boss Rong, help them leave as quickly as possible. And complete the relevant handover work."

Rong Zhi's expression froze, and he said coldly, "Yes. Chairman."

He slowly stood up and looked at the three vice presidents. "Three, please."

Vice President Gao and the others saw this and felt even more regretful. "Chairman, we..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes were cold as she said seriously, "Please cooperate with Mr. Rong and don't resist or hide anything. Of course, I believe you will cooperate well."

Rong Zhi's eyebrows flickered.

blah-

The office door closed gently, and Sang Yuwan's face completely fell.

This is what Lin Ran said, the landmine that Bo Xingzhi had laid for her.

drop--

She was about to drink some water when her cell phone rang.

She lowered her eyes and saw that someone had dropped an email into her personal mailbox.