Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 87 What Do You Count For

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 What Do You Count For

"Mr. Li?"

Wang Qian cautiously looked at Li Feng. After all, Li Feng had personally nurtured him into a major player, and having followed Li Feng for many years, he naturally understood Li Feng’s approach to life.

Bold in actions, modest in demeanor.

Hence the term "Hidden Dragon," as the saying goes, he was absent from the world, yet the world was full of his legends.

"Sign it. Since others have offered such a generous gift, it would seem petty of me to refuse." Li Feng picked up the share transfer contract Qi Haomin had presented before his death. Given Sihai Group’s current state, one could say it was on the brink of collapse; the shares of Sihai weren’t just money, but a bottomless pit.

Li Feng, holding the contract, directly ascended to the top floor of Sihai Building, with Wang Qian scurrying behind him. As for the lobby, naturally, someone else would handle it.

Sihai Board of Directors meeting.

The directors of Sihai Group had gathered early in the conference room. Li Feng pushed open the door and entered the main conference room. The directors of Sihai, who were whispering in pairs or small groups, looked up and saw Li Feng marching straight to the chairman’s seat and sitting down, prompting them to glance sideways.

"Hey, kid, that’s the chairman’s seat of Sihai, not your place. Move it."

A corpulent director frowned and spoke gruffly to Li Feng, while the other directors fell silent and turned to look.

"Isn’t that Wang Qian, the bank owner? Why is he behaving like a lackey?"

Someone recognized Wang Qian, who was behind Li Feng. Given Wang Qian’s broad social connections due to his banking business, it was not surprising that someone recognized him. However, the sight of Wang Qian acting as a lackey raised questions about who this young man was.

Li Feng turned his head to look at the corpulent director.

"I know this is where the chairman sits."

"Then why are you sitting there? You think you’re some hotshot? Security, drag him out!"

The corpulent director didn’t recognize Li Feng and almost none present did. They only saw a man in his twenties, an age hardly impressive. Moreover, in Huacheng, they knew very well who could be provoked and who couldn’t; clearly, this young man was not on the untouchable list.

"Let’s see who dares!"

Wang Qian, with a flare of authority, glanced around at the directors present: "This gentleman is the new chairman of Sihai Group."

No sooner had Wang Qian finished speaking than the people present burst into an uproar.

"He’s the chairman? What a joke."

"Exactly, what right does he have? Is he perhaps an illegitimate son of Director Qi? Even so, he has no right to sit there."

"That’s right, anyone can’t just become the chairman of Sihai."

"Young man, I’ll say it again, get up from that seat. It isn’t meant for you." The corpulent director banged on the table and glared at Li Feng.

The room suddenly fell silent, watching the corpulent director burst out.

Li Feng looked up: "You say I can’t sit here, yet here I am. What are you going to do about it?"

"You."

An Dapeng looked towards the arrogantly defiant Li Feng: "Someone, drag him out."

Li Feng smirked and abruptly stood, which startled An Dapeng: "Since when does a minor director issue orders in the board meeting?"

"You barely hold 0.8%, not even 1%. Do you even have a say here?"

An Dapeng’s face turned ashen, subjected to such aggressive disdain from a man in his twenties; how could he tolerate it.

"So what if I only have 0.8%? I am still a shareholder and a director of Sihai. Who the hell are you to act brashly in front of me?"

Many of the directors present felt the same as An Dapeng. After all, he was a director. What was this young man doing sitting in the chairman’s position and acting so insolently? Even if his father was Qi Haomin, it wouldn’t suffice.

"Where is Director Qi? What relation are you to Director Qi? Even without the young Master Qi here, it’s not your place to run wild in a board meeting."

"Qi Haomin just committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Li Feng casually mentioned a sentence.

"What?"

"The chairman committed suicide, you’re talking nonsense, how could the chairman commit suicide?" An Dapeng stepped forward and grabbed Li Feng’s collar, Li Feng reached out and slapped him.

Slap.

An Dapeng’s face bore the imprint of the Five Finger Mountain, and he was directly slapped onto the conference table.

"Shut up."

Li Feng coldly swept across the boardroom, "Qi Haomin is dead, he committed suicide by jumping off a building, and before his death, he had transferred all his shares to me."

"How is that possible?"

"Who exactly are you? Why would Chairman Qi transfer his shares to you?"

"Yeah, who do you think you are?"

Many directors immediately stood up to challenge Li Feng, but some of the directors remained silent, watching the scene; even some had already associated the young man in front with someone else.

"Old Li, have you sold your shares?"

"Did you sell yours too?"

They exchanged a silent glance, understanding each other without words. It seemed this board meeting had been set in stone for a long time, everyone came prepared, and those who jumped out were all directors from Qi Haomin’s faction, but Qi Haomin’s suicide was still a big surprise.

"That’s all."

Li Feng looked at the directors who had jumped out; these directors also noticed the anomaly on the scene. They made noise for a long time, but most of the directors just watched, their silence at this time spoke volumes.

"Damn it, Chairman Qi treated you well, and you all are heartless now, not even saying a word, what do you mean by this?"

An Dapeng, with his face swollen, ferociously looked at the silent directors across from him.

"An Dapeng, stop barking there, everybody knows you’re Chairman Qi’s lapdog," A director looked up at An Dapeng.

"Besides, do you know who he is?"

"I don’t care who he is, he’s not leaving this conference room easily today," An Dapeng turned his head and coldly looked at Li Feng.

"Are you Young Master Feng?"

A director carefully looked at Li Feng and tentatively spoke up, knowing about Crown Prince Li Feng, but no one had really met him.

"Yes."

Li Feng nodded in acknowledgment.

The previously silent directors now stood up, their faces full of respect towards Li Feng: "It really is Young Master Feng, no wonder the moment Young Master Feng walked in, I felt enlightened, Young Master Feng is truly extraordinary, this is Sun Dahai from Eastern Holding."

"What the hell do you all mean?"

An Dapeng watched in astonishment as these people performed.

"An Dapeng, keep your nouveau riche face to yourself, you don’t even recognize Young Master Feng in person, yet you dare to shout at him, you really are bold."

"Do I have to recognize him?"

"That’s why you’re a basket case, you haven’t even heard of the name ’Crown Prince Feng of Huacheng,’ you might as well stop doing business and go back to farming in your countryside."

"That’s right, let’s welcome the new chairman of Sihai."

"The chairman can only be Old Chairman Qi, even if Old Chairman Qi retired, there’s still Young Qi, who does he think he is to call himself chairman, I don’t recognize him."

An Dapeng bellowed stubbornly.