"If this environmental paint project can be researched successfully, it will indeed yield a substantial profit. Now that the state is vigorously promoting environmental protection, the public has high demands for the safety of decoration materials. The so-called zero formaldehyde on the market is mostly a gimmick. Although formaldehyde levels are not high, virtually none truly achieve zero formaldehyde. If this project could actually achieve zero formaldehyde, it would definitely give our company a significant competitive advantage."
A younger shareholder spoke up.
Sitting beside James Campbell, Sophie Baker immediately lit up when James Campbell mentioned the project.
This project was being developed by her uncle, and Campbell’s support for it could also help her position within the company if it succeeded.
After several shareholders had whispered among themselves for a while, James Campbell said, "Let’s start the voting now."
Just as everyone was about to vote, a cool voice came from outside the door.
The conference room door was pushed open again, and Elly Campbell, dressed in a black, tailor-made suit, walked in.
All eyes turned to her, and then their glances at Sophie Baker became even more peculiar.
The showdown between the lawful wife’s legitimate daughter and the mistress’s illegitimate daughter was going to be interesting.
Elly Campbell stood in front of the conference table, set her briefcase down on the table, and smiled, "What’s the rush that you began voting without waiting for me?"
She picked up a data report from the side, glanced over it, and set it down.
"You dare to invest in a project from a third-rate lab?"
As soon as she heard the words "third-rate," Sophie Baker’s complexion turned pale.
She sharply stood up from beside James Campbell, pointed at Elly Campbell’s face, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Elly Campbell, what are you doing here? This isn’t your place to speak!"
This imperious manner caused several shareholders to frown, and James Campbell himself looked slightly displeased, even a bit embarrassed upon closer inspection.
"Miss Baker, Miss Campbell is a shareholder of our company and naturally has the right to speak here," said an older shareholder, pushing up his glasses with a somewhat stern expression, and he added, "After all, this is a shareholders’ meeting."
Sophie Baker’s face turned even paler, looking extremely distressed.
It was not just because Elly Campbell was a shareholder of the company, but also because of the added implication that if someone with no official status like her could attend the shareholders’ meeting, why couldn’t Elly Campbell?
Anger made Sophie Baker tremble, yet she couldn’t lash out. She pinched her palm forcefully to control her emotions from erupting.
Why! Why couldn’t she gain the slightest advantage over Elly Campbell even now?
Watching the alternating pale and green shades on Sophie Baker’s face, James Campbell’s heart felt a pang of sympathy.
He raise his hand and patted Sophie Baker’s hand in a comforting manner, giving her a reassuring look, then turned to look at Elly Campbell.
"Elly Campbell, I know you like to oppose me whenever you can, and that’s fine, but this zero formaldehyde environmental paint project has excellent prospects. You’re willing to disregard the company’s interests and shareholder rights just to go against me, what exactly are you plotting?"
James Campbell had always been under Elly Campbell’s thumb, and even though he was her father, he had never received the respect he deserved from her.