Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 259: How Will You Thank Me?

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: How Will You Thank Me?

Zhao Qiqiang’s tone was sarcastic, his eyes swept disdainfully over the crowd.

The shareholders’ faces turned dark. Over the years, Zhao Qiqiang had made no substantial contributions. But because he was Qin Lan’s son, a scion of the Zhao family, who could bring benefits to Zhao Ding Group, everyone had turned a blind eye.

A young punk with no abilities, sitting above everyone else, was already hard for people to accept.

Now he dared to look down on everyone.

Seeing everyone remain silent as usual, Zhao Qiqiang hardened his attitude and snorted coldly, "Hmph!"

"Our Zhao family holds the most shares, so naturally, what my mom says goes. If it weren’t for our Zhao family, could you old geezers have been living so comfortably all these years?"

"And now, over this small issue, you’re all playing turtles. Is that necessary?"

Zhao Qiqiang’s loud voice was filled with disdain as he scanned the room.

The faces of the people in the conference room changed again and again. The atmosphere was suffocating, dead silent.

"I have something to say!"

At this moment, a thin middle-aged man below the conference table suddenly spoke, instantly drawing everyone’s attention. All eyes were on this bespectacled shareholder, who took a deep breath and stared directly at Zhao Qiqiang, "The Group belongs to everyone, not just to you, Zhao Qiqiang, and not solely to your Zhao family."

Once these words were spoken, the shareholders started whispering amongst themselves.

"That’s right, Zhao Qiqiang is getting increasingly outrageous!"

"The Zhao Ding Group today is not what it used to be..."

"It used to be legitimate business, but now what is it?"

"There’s no choice, is there?"

"Old Li is right..."

The murmurs from everyone undoubtedly supported Old Li. Over the years, shareholders had no voice, daring only to be angry but not to speak out. Finally, someone had the courage to be the first to speak up, and naturally, they garnered unanimous support.

Zhao Qiqiang listened to the murmurs of the crowd with growing anger, glaring at Old Li who had stood up, "What are you?"

"Daring to challenge me?"

"Hmph!"

Old Li snorted coldly, laughing disdainfully, "I am nothing, but I am a comrade who started with the old chairman from the ground up. Zhao Qiqiang, we didn’t bother with your previous misdeeds, but now, because of you, Zhao Ding Group is involved in lawsuits, damaging the Group’s reputation. Just because of you, do you know how many orders the company has lost recently?"

"And now, Zhao Ding Group’s reputation—why don’t you go out and ask? What do people think of Zhao Ding Group now?"

"Because of you, our once thriving business group has become what? Go ask anyone in Furong County what their reaction is when they mention Zhao Ding Group now."

"I don’t want the foundation we’ve worked so hard for to be destroyed by you!"

Old Li’s righteous words and emotional tirade left many of the old shareholders deep in thought.

The atmosphere was strange.

Someone openly said, "I agree with Old Li. The Group is not just Zhao Qiqiang’s. Your Zhao family does own the most shares, but we also have our rights."

"Yes, the company’s reputation has been seriously damaged recently because of Zhao Qiqiang. I don’t think he is suited for the position of General Manager. He should go home to avoid the trouble!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

The crowd voiced their agreement one after another.

Zhao Qiqiang’s face turned dark with anger, glaring at Old Li with a grim expression as if he wanted to kill him.

"If Zhao Qiqiang continues to serve as General Manager, I will sell all my Zhao Ding Group shares immediately!"

Old Li spoke up.

The room fell into a panic. Those who knew each other quickly spoke out to dissuade him, "Old Li, don’t be impulsive. Zhao Ding Group now is not what it was a few years ago. We’re beset by internal and external troubles. If you sell your shares now, it will definitely have a huge impact on the company."

"Yes, Old Li!"

"As long as Zhao Qiqiang is around, I have no confidence in this company and will also sell my shares!"

"Zhao Qiqiang is incompetent in many ways. I agree to temporarily relieve him of his duties!"

The crowd spoke one after another.

The scene was chaotic. Qin Lan frowned, not understanding why the usually obedient shareholders had changed so drastically.

She quickly stood up, angrily addressing Zhao Qiqiang, "Idiot, who told you to speak to Uncle Li like that?"

"You, now, apologize to him immediately!"

Qin Lan wanted to appease Old Li and could only try this method first.

Zhao Qiqiang gritted his teeth, looking defiant.

The thirty or so shareholders present shook their heads helplessly at Zhao Qiqiang’s attitude. Old Li coldly laughed, "No need for an apology. I only hope the Group does well and that everyone here can make money. In business, we can’t have personal feelings."

Old Li finished speaking and directly turned and left the conference room.

Everyone stood up one by one, unanimously voting for Zhao Qiqiang to go home and rest.

Ten minutes later.

The Zhao Ding Group conference room was empty, leaving only Qin Lan and her son, Zhao Qiqiang.

Looking at the empty conference room, Qin Lan frowned, her face frantic. Her son’s position as General Manager had been hard-won. Now he had been dismissed and there was nothing she could do.

To stabilize the shareholders, Zhao Qiqiang had to be removed.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Qiqiang sat in the chair, cursing with a fierce expression, muttering to himself, "Something’s not right about this."

"Why did my issues make it onto the internet news? And the police, how did they open a case without evidence? These things happened so many years ago."

"Idiot!"

Qin Lan looked at her son in exasperation, with disgust, "Can you do things more covertly? Either don’t do them, or make sure no one can catch you. That’s the real skill."

"Now you don’t even know where the enemy is. How do you expect me to help you?"

Qin Lan stood up and grabbed a small shoulder bag draped over the back of the chair. Without even looking at her son, she turned and left.

"Mom..."

Zhao Leyao, holding onto some documents, came towards them, looking surprised. Seeing Qin Lan in a rage, a flash of light appeared in Zhao Leyao’s eyes but quickly disappeared. She sweetly greeted, "Mom."

Qin Lan completely ignored her, brushing past.

Zhao Leyao, as if accustomed to it, entered the conference room with a calm expression.

"It must be the Green Snake, it must be that bastard Chen Dashan ruining me. I haven’t gone after him, but he came asking for death. Damn it!"

Zhao Qiqiang cursed, unable to control his anger, violently hitting the table in front of him.

Hearing the sound of high heels behind him, Zhao Qiqiang turned and saw his sister, with whom he was at odds, walking over. His face darkened, "What are you doing here?"

"Do you think you’re qualified to laugh at me? Useless woman!"

Zhao Leyao kept a polite smile on her face, gently saying, "It seems you’re no longer the General Manager of Zhao Ding Group. So, please leave our company immediately!"

"Fine, fine, Zhao Leyao, just wait!"

Zhao Qiqiang spat out harsh words, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.

...

Furong Hotel, in the "Renhe" private room.

"Now that Zhao Qiqiang has been dismissed, how are you going to thank me?"