This one came prepared, that's what the shareholders are thinking at this moment...
Sitting at the head of the table, Tang Anzhi tapped the surface sporadically and lazily spoke up, "Ladies and gentlemen on the board, are you sure you don't want to come over here?"
Upon hearing these words, the directors couldn't help but wish for death. Why must this battle burn them as well? It was too awkward. Should they stay or should they go?
After exchanging glances and weighing the pros and cons, one shareholder took the lead to stand. With his head bowed, he softly said to Yan Xiaoxiong, "I'm sorry!" Then he walked decisively toward Tang Anzhi's table without hesitation.
With the first one daring to eat the crab, naturally, there would be a second and a third.
Amongst the furious glares and darkened expressions of the Yan father and son, out of fifteen directors, thirteen crossed over.
