Publicly discussing such a disgraceful matter was completely disrespectful; not only did Jun Qing’s face darken, but the expressions of everyone from the Jun Family present were also unpleasant.
However, as unpleasant as the words were, they were true, and those who were in the wrong had no way to rebut.
"The shares Zhihan holds are already enough for her to live in luxury for several generations, and along with Wuyang’s, they are enough to support your entire Wu Family for three generations. Isn’t that enough?!"
Jun Qing would never hand over his shares to the Wu Family, clearly understanding the old man’s intentions.
Although the Wu Family was also a major family, they were still far behind the Jun Family; they just saw this as an opportunity to climb higher, didn’t they?
Aren’t they afraid of slipping and injuring their back, or even falling?
"Moreover, do you think Zhihan is capable of managing these shares properly? Fulfilling the responsibilities of a shareholder? The Jun Family’s enterprises don’t nurture useless people."
"You don’t need to worry about that. Zhihan’s brother, Ziliang, who has always been close to her since childhood, is steady and has a keen business sense. The shares can be transferred to his name first, and let Ziliang manage them for his sister."
"Heh..." Jun Qing scoffed coldly.
Finally, the truth was coming out.
Upon hearing this from the elder Wu, everyone from the Jun Family internally cursed him for being shameless.
His own grandson had just passed away, and he was buried today. Although he verbally expressed concern for his daughter’s future livelihood, he was actually trying to insert his own son into the Jun Family.
Doesn’t he realize his own weight? Is it that easy to enter the Jun Family?
Can just anyone bear the Jun surname?
"Relative, we are all deeply saddened by Wuyang’s passing and understand your emotions as well as your concern for your daughter; however, setting aside whether it is appropriate to discuss this now, isn’t your request a bit too excessive? Having your son replace our chief executive—even if we agreed, the board of directors wouldn’t approve, nor would the tens of thousands of employees of our Jun Family enterprises."
"What do you mean? Is such a large enterprise something Jun Qing can’t decide on his own?"
"The Jun Family’s enterprises don’t belong to one person; from Chairman Jun down to a janitor, everyone is a part of it. The business world is like a battlefield: it requires capable people."
"So you’re saying my son is useless?" The elder Wu was determined to get Jun Qing’s shares. The source of thɪs content is NoveI(F)ire.net
Previously, he had pinned all his hopes on Jun Wuyang, thinking that in ten or twenty years once Wuyang took over as the head of the family, the Wu Family would also rise to great heights. However, he hadn’t foreseen the tragedy of his loss.
If he didn’t fight for advantage now, when would he ever have another chance?
"Elder Wu, don’t put it that way; I didn’t mean that. However, this isn’t a trivial matter, nor is it one that Chairman Jun can decide alone."
"So you’re telling me to let my daughter be helpless and unsupported in the Jun Family from now on? Although my family can’t compare to yours, my daughter was born with a silver spoon. She has never suffered since childhood. The grievances she has faced after marrying into your family are well known, and now that her only son is gone and may suffer lasting injuries to her legs, who can she rely on in the future? Is my request really that excessive?!"
Elder Wu was emotionally agitated, his face flushing and his ears turning red, eventually pulling on Mrs. Jun, the grandmother. He hoped to take advantage of her current feelings for Jun Wuyang and gain her support.
"Mother-in-law, please speak up. Wuyang was your most cherished grandson."