Qin Ye's words rendered Second Uncle Qin's face an iron blue. "You..."
Qin Ye couldn't be bothered with him, it was just impotent rage after all, not worth wasting his saliva.
He looked towards Old Sir Qin, "What time is the board meeting?"
It had been mentioned yesterday that there would be a board meeting in the morning, but no specific time was given.
Old Sir Qin glanced at Qin Ye's attire for today and looked rather pleased... His presence seemed commanding enough to believe he could dominate the wily old foxes in the boardroom.
Shifting his gaze away, he said in a grave tone, "Let's go right now."
Having said this, he walked out.
Qin Ye turned and followed.
Second Uncle Qin watched the grandfather and grandson leave, his face immediately drooped, turning bleak.
Thinking back on Qin Ye's arrogant demeanor... He almost crushed all his teeth in anger.
If the old man weren't so biased... Why would it be Qin Ye's turn to strut around like this?
