"There's one more thing I need to mention. After the recent operation, I've noticed everyone's perception of Emperor Wang's abilities has become clear. So, I want to promote him to a high-level position and give him a ring. What do you all think?" Song Yun said with a smile, lighting a cigarette.
Upon hearing this news, Emperor Wang sat stunned in his seat, his mouth open and eyes vacant. Prince cleared his throat twice and nudged his father secretly, snapping Emperor Wang back to reality. He had thought owning some shares would be enough, but Song Yun suddenly presented this huge surprise before him, leaving him at a loss for words.
"No objections."
"Agreed."
"Sure, Emperor Wang, this old guy, is quite capable."
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"Since everyone agrees, let's get the ring," Song Yun said to Zhao Yan beside him, "Zhao Yan, bring the ring up."
Zhao Yan nodded, turned to a nearby cabinet, retrieved a box, walked over to Song Yun, and handed the box to him.
