Li Qiyun, despite her ambiguous expression, still maintained the pride and nobility expected of the Elder Miss Li.
Even though her heart was in chaos at the moment, she still kept a calm and composed exterior.
The Public Relations Director was not as composed as she was. He walked over with a pale face, his large stomach protruding, completely disregarding the shareholders who were still around. He hurried to Li Qiyun and asked, "Vice President, what is going on? Why is it different from what we agreed?"
He was the one who put himself forward in this shareholder meeting. It was obvious that in five minutes, Master Jue would definitely deal with him.
Recalling Li Beijue's iron-handed methods from the past, he felt his head spinning with anxiety and gesticulated wildly, "Didn't you say you would surely win this shareholder meeting? Didn't you say you persuaded more than half of the shareholders? Why is the result completely different from what you said?"
