After this group of people entered, they first mourned for Shen Tianming, and then an elderly man, the oldest in the crowd, opened his mouth.
"Now that Tianming has already passed, but the rest of us still need to eat. The saying goes that a family cannot go a day without a head, and a country cannot go a day without a ruler. Since everyone is here today, this is a good opportunity for us to decide on the new chairman tonight."
"Exactly, Uncle Mo is right."
Uncle Mo had been running errands beside the old master of the Shen family when he was young. He was about ten years older than Shen Tianyuan, but a generation older, and he was also the third largest shareholder of the Haiseng Changyun Group, which gave him significant speaking power.
A group of people immediately echoed.
"Right, such a large group can’t be without a chairman. Everyone is already panicked, from all aspects. More than a hundred thousand workers are waiting to eat; there should be someone to bear the burden, right?"
Shen Zhong stood out and spoke unhappily.
"Now that Chairman Tianming has just passed, and you come to his wake to talk about seizing power. Do you have no shame? Did he ever mistreat you during his lifetime?"
A rough man with high cheekbones spoke disdainfully.
"We earn our keep in the group based on the shares inherited from our ancestors and our own capabilities, not from the charity of Shen Tianming. Besides, we are talking about the matter at hand." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
"I think Second Young Master Shen isn’t bad. Why not let him do it?"
Shen Tianyuan had already colluded with them, so the crowd was very in sync.
Shen Tianyuan, who had been standing on the side watching the drama, expressed his reluctance.
"Ah, this won’t do. My elder brother left his shares to my niece, and now she is the company’s largest shareholder. Logically, she should be the chairman."
"Tianyuan, don’t be modest. Let it be you. We all unanimously elect you."
Declared Elder Mo, the most prestigious.
A group of people echoed the sentiment.
Shen Tianyuan immediately showed a troubled expression.
"Enough, enough. After all, Haiseng Changyun is the lifelong effort of my father and brother, both of whom have passed. As the blood of the Shen family, I should inherit their will and continue to lead Haiseng Changyun in its development."
Shen Zhong immediately stood up in opposition.
"While Chairman Tianming was alive, he declared publicly that he wanted the young miss to succeed as chairman, and the young miss, being the vice president within the group, has achievements that are evident to all. It is most fitting for her to take over as chairman."
"I absolutely cannot watch the legacy left by my foster father and Brother Tianming be snatched by outsiders with greedy ambitions."
Standing beside Shen Tianyuan, a young man about twenty-five or twenty-six years old with dyed blond hair pointed at Shen Zhong’s nose and cursed out loud.
"Who the hell are you? Just a dog my grandfather raised. If it weren’t for our Shen family taking pity on you and providing you with food, you would have starved to death on the streets."
"You want that wretched girl Shen Xinhe to be chairman? But where is she?"
"And now you dare call my father and I outsiders? Do you even qualify?"
This was Shen Tianyuan’s son, Shen Xinhai.
Shen Zhong was left red-faced and speechless from the scolding.
Just then, a cold voice came from outside the wake.
The crowd turned their heads to look.
A tall woman with fair, delicate skin and an icy demeanor walked towards them.
"Young miss, you’re back!"
Shen Zhong rushed forward furiously.
The others were all stunned.
"Didn’t they say this cold-faced queen had disappeared?"
"It looks like she’s become even more charming, hasn’t she?"
Shen Xinhe addressed Shen Zhong.
"Uncle Zhong, I’m truly sorry for making you worry, but I’m back now, and I’ll take care of everything from here."
As she spoke, she walked past Shen Zhong towards her father’s coffin.
Upon seeing her father’s unrecognizable visage.
She immediately knelt down and began to cry.
"I’m so sorry, Dad, I returned too late; your daughter has been unfilial."
The entire hall echoed with Shen Xinhe’s profoundly sorrowful crying.
"Humph, what does it matter if she’s come back? She’s just a woman after all."
Shen Xinhai muttered disdainfully.
Shen Tianyuan and Elder Mo exchanged glances as if consulting each other.
"Dad, Tiansheng Shipping was your and Grandpa’s lifelong dream, and I absolutely won’t let anything destroy it, absolutely not." Meanwhile, Shen Xinhe stood up.
"Second Uncle, do you really intend to collude with these people and divide up the Shen family’s interests in Tiansheng Shipping?"
Her gaze was cold as she faced Shen Tianyuan directly.
Shen Tianyuan said somewhat angrily.
"Xinhe, you’re out of line, I’m your second uncle after all, and you shouldn’t talk to me in that tone. Besides, Shen family blood also flows through my veins, so why can’t I be the chairman?"
Shen Xinhe returned to her cold-faced queen demeanor from before she had wandered to White Dragon Village, and she retorted unapologetically.
"Because my business sense is stronger, I was originally the group’s Director of Strategic Development and also the Vice President, and I alone hold five percent of the company’s shares, not to mention the fifteen percent Grandpa originally gave me, and the twenty percent left by my dad, giving me forty percent of the company’s shares in total."
"And you only hold fifteen percent of the shares, so what basis do you have to compete with me?"
Shen Tianyuan was left speechless by the rebuke.
"Xinhe, you’ve gone too far with your words. Your second uncle might not have as many shares as you, but when we all combine our shares, we can exceed yours," said Elder Mo, promptly supporting Shen Tianyuan.
Shen Tianyuan immediately perked up.
Shen Xinhai said triumphantly to Shen Xinhe.
"What you’re saying doesn’t matter anymore, better just step aside."
Shen Xinhe didn’t bother with this father and son, but instead turned to Elder Mo and the others with an icy tone.
"What, Elder Mo, have you forgotten the covenant you and the others made with my grandfather back then? He did distribute shares to you all, but he also made you promise that Tiansheng Shipping would always bear the Shen surname and that you could never involve yourselves in the Shen family’s internal conflicts."
"Have you forgotten that?"
"Do all of you also intend to let your ancestors not rest in peace?"
Shen Xinhe’s gaze swept across the room, and not one of the men dared to speak.
This was the domineering assertiveness of the famously cold-faced queen of Tianhai.