Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Boss Zhuang, Boss Ling hasn't been to the company these past few days. This can't go on."

In the reception room, several middle-aged men sat down, and the faint aroma of tea wafted through the air.

The person who said this was Wang Shoucheng, a veteran member of the LS Group board of directors.

He continued, "You are his uncle after all. You should persuade him more."

Zhuang Ce took a sip from his teacup and said with embarrassment, "Boss Wang, although I am Ling Che's uncle, he is still my boss in the company. There are some things that I am not in a position to say."

Zhao Zhigang, another longtime board member, spoke up. "Although the group is developing steadily now, given President Ling's temperament, I'm always worried something might happen in the future that would harm the group's interests."

"Yes, Mr. Ling is young and energetic, and still lacks composure." Zeng Xiang continued, "If Mr. Ling had handed the group over to you, Mr. Zhuang, I believe you would have led everyone to develop the group even better!"

"Hey!" President Zhuang stopped him in time, "President Zeng, don't say that. Ling Che is the only son of my sister and brother-in-law, and the designated successor of the Ling family. I'm just an outsider, helping my nephew run the company. No matter what, the LS Group will not be handed over to me."

"Mr. Zhuang, don't be so modest. You have the ability to do this," Wang Shoucheng said. "Mr. Ling has been dead for six years. I think if you hadn't helped manage this group, Mr. Ling might not have been able to survive until now."

Zhuang Ce smiled and said, "Bosses, you can just say this in front of me, but don't say it in front of my nephew."

"Ah." Zeng Xiang sighed, "I think there are some things I need to tell President Ling so that he can pay more attention to the group."

"That's right," Zhao Zhigang said. "Boss Zhuang, since it's too difficult for you to speak out, let us speak for you. We old guys aren't afraid of him suppressing us. We've all been with Boss Ling all this time. Is it possible that Ling Che won't give us some respect?"

Zhuang Ce slowly sipped the tea in the cup, and an unknown look flashed in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Yes, we need to give him a warning." Wang Shoucheng agreed.

The men chatted for a few more words and then went their separate ways. Zhuang Ce sipped the tea in his hand carefully.

Shu Hui pushed the door open and came in. "Boss Zhuang, Boss Ling is here at the company."

"Yeah." Zhuang Ce said slowly, "Are you here for that new project again?"

Shu Hui shook her head. "Boss Ling said to convene a board meeting."

......

Ten minutes later, the huge conference room was full.

Most of the people present were over fifty years old. In contrast, the man sitting in the chairman's position was wearing a crisp black suit and a faint smile on his young and handsome face. He rested his hands on the table, and exuded an intimidating aura.

The middle-aged men sitting below were all preoccupied with their own thoughts, and they all lowered their eyes and dared not look at him.

Ling Che's eyes swept across every face below one by one, and only Zhuang Ce's expression was very calm.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "I rarely hold board meetings because I think everyone should just hold on to their shares and wait for dividends. There's no need to gather together like today and have everyone stare at each other in bewilderment, right?"

His aura was too strong, and no one below dared to respond to him.

"But I heard that the board of directors has some opinions about me recently."

He had a faint smile on his face. "You are all my elders, and old comrades who have worked with my father for many years."

He glanced at everyone and smiled softly, "So I called this meeting today specifically to ask for your advice. I want to listen to your opinions on me so that I can correct myself."

He spoke modestly, in stark contrast to his usual style.

I don't know what he is up to or what his plan is.

More than a dozen people looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.

Ling Che leaned back against the wide chair, crossed his long legs elegantly, and looked downward with his narrow eyes.

"It's okay, everyone, feel free to talk. I have a good temper and am easy to get along with."

Now that things had come to this, everyone started talking after whispering to each other.

Ling Che always had a smile on his face. He raised his hand and told Shen Qian beside him to take notes carefully.

Seeing that he was genuinely willing to ask for advice, the people sitting below no longer hid their feelings and expressed their recent dissatisfaction.

Everyone was talking at once, and Shen Qian was taking notes seriously, with more and more sweat on his forehead.

Although the air conditioning in the conference room was strong, he felt sweaty.

Everyone finally finished speaking.

Finally, Wang Shoucheng said earnestly, "Boss Ling, you are still young. We are all comrades of Boss Ling. You will be right if you listen to us."

Ling Che smiled faintly and nodded, "Boss Wang is right."

He slender fingertips passed over Shen Qian's notebook screen and looked at the words written all over the screen. "Everyone said it well. I have written it down."

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he looked at the middle-aged man sitting down, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zeng."

He opened his thin lips and mentioned the three names one by one. "You three have quite a few opinions about me. This document alone has taken up three pages."

Everyone sitting below was stunned.

Ling Che chuckled, "You guys worry a lot, don't you? Your hair has turned gray from worrying so much. I think you're almost old."

"How about early retirement?"

......

"Ling Che, what are you doing?"

In the president's office, Zhuang Ce looked at Ling Che in confusion.

The latter lazily leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said nonchalantly, "When you get older, you should learn to keep your mouth shut."

He glanced at Zhuang Ce and said, "Isn't that right, uncle?"

Zhuang Ce's eyes darkened slightly, and he was obviously a little angry. "They are all veteran employees of the group. You told them to retire just like that. Isn't that inappropriate?"

Ling Che took a puff of his cigarette and smiled faintly, "Because I'm a veteran employee, wouldn't it be nice to retire early and enjoy my life?"

Zhuang Ce's face turned pale. "Your uncle is also old. Shouldn't I retire too?"

"If uncle is willing, then you can."

Ling Che's light words left Zhuang Ce speechless.

Then Ling Che suddenly laughed, "You're just kidding, uncle. How can the group be without uncle?"

Zhuang Ce looked at him silently, with an unclear emotion in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and Shu Hui pushed it open and came in. "Mr. Zhuang, there are documents that need your signature."

Zhuang Ce stood up and said, "Okay, I'll be right there."

"Uncle." Ling Che suddenly called him.

Zhuang Ce was slightly stunned and turned to look at him.

Ling Che glanced at the jade bracelet on Shu Hui's wrist. It was made of expensive jade and was worth a lot of money.

His eyes fell on Shu Hui. "I remember Secretary Shu has worked for my uncle for many years. Why don't I have an assistant as outstanding as Secretary Shu?"

In the CEO's office, Shen Qian sneezed unexpectedly.