Chen Jiaming finally spoke, "Do you think this is an appropriate time to make a move? Don’t forget, they father and son are particularly good at pretending. Perhaps, this is another one of his traps. Didn’t you guys fall for it before?"
"I think the possibility of the chairman faking his illness is very small." Kang Baojun gave a relatively mature opinion at this time, "Firstly, if the chairman truly wanted to set a trap, he wouldn’t have said to let Uncle Tang suddenly go down to the garage to get the medicine. Indeed, Tang Shaohong just happened to encounter Uncle Tang. It wasn’t an intentional lie in wait. Everything was coincidental. Secondly, the chairman had clearly reached out an olive branch to Yaobang, thus, he definitely wouldn’t allow his son to marry that poor woman."
The image of Gu Nuan flashed again in Chen Jiaming’s mind, plain as a clear soup, not at all enchanting. Some said Gu Nuan was a vixen, but he really couldn’t see how she resembled one.
If he must label her with a term, he admitted, she was ambitious and had initiative, but she was not the kind of woman who only clung to
Dose Xiao Jianming even lack the discernment that Chen Jiaming has?
Not necessarily. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Then, it left only the final decision under the balance of interests. If Xiao Jianming had time, he might not refuse such a daughter-in-law. But, Xiao Jianming was running out of time.
This, from another aspect, proved that Xiao Jianming really was ill.
The two points Kang Baojun had speculated earlier were not wrong.
"In the board of directors, how many people are our people now?" Chen Jiaming asked.
Kang Junjia and Lin Jiale, among others, cryptically smiled at his finally opened query, then said, "If there was a vote to decide whether you, Director Chen, should inherit Chairman Xiao’s position, or that prodigal son should inherit Changda, then undoubtedly, the votes would be on you, Director Chen."
"That’s not interesting," Chen Jiaming’s mind was very calm and pragmatic, "Comparing with him, there’s not much significance. The chairman can totally wait, wait for a more suitable moment, as you said, to form an alliance through marriage with Yaobang, then discuss the issue of succession."
"I understand what you mean," Kang Junjia said, "Director Chen, you want absolute loyalty. This is actually possible."
Lin Jiale tapped his cigarette ash; he himself did not serve in Changda, nor did he own Changda’s shares, and was not a director of Changda.
About the board’s issues, Kang Junjia surely knew more than everyone here, as he was an old director of Changda, almost from the founding generation of Changda. He was extremely familiar with the changes and history of Changda’s board.
"Now the standing directors, that is, the executive directors, total ten. Excluding the chairman. Some positions, due to deaths and some opting to retire and return to their hometowns, have seen quite a few changes. Up to now, nominations from within the board, or those like you, Director Chen, inheriting from their fathers, have constantly changed, but essentially remain the same."
After hearing Kang Junjia’s spill of words, everyone retained one point: essence remains the same.
It seemed, those big players manipulating some forces behind the scenes in the company, basically would not be willing to easily give up their power.
"Director Han, Director Chen, you’ve met last time," Kang Junjia pointed out, "Director Liu, before retiring, was very popular in the company. When he left the company, he obtained the chairman’s repeated personal pleas to stay. Yet, he insisted on leaving. Nowadays his granddaughter is working in our company, she also happens to be a loyal and devoted person to you, Director Chen."
Speaking of Xiaoliu, Chen Jiaming nodded, manipulating women nearby was a very common tactic for business men. He felt nothing wrong with it, and Xiaoliu’s approaching him on her own sure didn’t make him feel anything either.