Four hundred and fifteen

amn woman, this damn woman! He rushed back from France, chartered a plane, and drove at breakneck speed all the way here. Could it possibly be for just this woman!Damn it, damn it!He acted, suddenly...He didn't sit down, he just stood there like that. (..tw a good-looking novel) His strong build, piercing eyes, at first glance, almost no one dared to look him straight in the eye. He lowered his face slightly as a sign of respect. He came very urgently, even his clothes were not changed, still wearing the clear lines, rigid, and looked at people's hearts with respect for green military uniforms, the twinkling gold stars on the shoulders of the uniform, representing his position and dignity behind it, even more so that many people secretly swallowed their saliva.

Rong Sanbo didn't sit down. He stood, and he was as strong as a pine tree, unwavering. He raised his hand and pressed it downwards.

Sit.

As soon as he uttered a word, all those who had stood up in greeting upon his arrival promptly sat down again.

Without a word, he got straight to the point.

"I heard about Rong Ling's situation."

Ignoring Rong Qikeng who sat beside him, Rong Sanbo remained standing, his towering presence suppressing everyone below.

“All I know is that Rong Ling was driven out of the Ya Dong Group in an instant, stripped of his power, and left in a hurry, taking nothing with him. I also know that our current CEO, Rong Qikeng, holds a grudge against him. Even after forcing him to leave like that, he still wants to humiliate him.”

"Third Uncle—" Rong Qikang spoke, his tone laced with displeasure.

Rong San stretched out his hand and made a sharp gesture in the air, motioning him to be quiet. In a voice that was both cold and low, he continued speaking, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below like a blade honed by countless battles. His stern look sent a chill through them, leaving everyone breathless with fear.

I believe that in dealing with people, one must always have a measure and learn to be grateful. All of you present here, more or less, hold some shares of Yandon. I ask you, since Rong Ling became the head of the family and CEO, how much has the value of your shares increased! How many people now dare to sell their shares! I ask you again, after Rong Ling took over, has the company's performance grown year after year Have your mid-year bonuses also increased! Let me ask you one more thing: every year at the end of the year when the accounts are checked, is it not a joint supervision by everyone Is it not confirmed that there are no problems, and everyone happily goes home for the New Year!

These booming shouts did unsettle quite a few hearts. They involuntarily lowered their heads under Rong San's stern gaze, beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads.

"Humph!"

Rong San let out a cold snort and unbuckled the belt around his waist. With a loud "clang," he slammed the belt, along with the Browning pistol attached to it, onto the conference table. The sight of the black Browning strapped to the brown leather belt made many people gasp and their scalp tingle.

This is a real gun!

Inside, there must be bullets!

It is rumored that Rong San, although appearing calm and collected as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him in his daily life, actually had a fiery temper beneath the surface. If you truly angered him, he could do anything. There was at least one true story to attest to this: during a military exercise, a certain lieutenant officer, acting under the influence of his father's power, caused trouble. Rong San discovered this and, without a word, drew his gun and fired at the lieutenant, narrowly missing his leg and potentially causing permanent disability!

He got pissed off, he doesn't give anyone face! Not even the king of heaven would work!

“Today’s events, people outside are just making a fuss, I can’t control it. But if people in my own company are causing trouble, I can’t just ignore it. Let me tell you, there is no such thing in this world. Those who used to eat and drink with Rong Ling before, enjoying the good life, eventually turned their backs on him, kicked him out, and now want his blood and flesh! If you dare to do that, then you are animals!”

“And you, Rong Qikeng—,” he turned his head and pointed at Rong Qikeng with a cold finger. “Taking the lead in making trouble, this makes me very dissatisfied. You better focus your efforts on the right things, don’t engage in any crooked schemes, otherwise, if you can’t produce results, you will definitely be the shortest-serving patriarch!”

Rong Qi keng's face flushed red when he was slapped in the face. He immediately looked very embarrassed.

...while Rong Sanshu became even more impolite, continuing in a harsh voice.

"With only half a year left until the end of the year, I hope you fare well. As for this head of household position, it goes to the most capable individual. Our Rong family is not short on talented people. At the year-end assembly, let our achievements and performance speak volumes!"

This means that if Hong Kong didn't make it into anyone's good graces by the year's end, then as the head of the family, he had to be replaced quickly. He wouldn't give him any face because he was very dissatisfied with Hong Kong!

Once he spoke, many in the Rong family who had the ability to compete for the position of head would surely have to put on a good show.

After saying that, he let out a snort of anger and strode away. He was decisive and swift, like lightning flashing across the sky, yet it left everyone deeply shaken. As soon as he left, those below him all stood up in unison, bidding him farewell with respect.

This is an action done involuntarily after being awestruck by his majesty!

Rong Qi's face changed again, and he stood up, shouting.

"Third Uncle, you are being biased!"

For Rong Sanbo to say such things was tantamount to slapping him in the face directly, indirectly pushing him to his death. If he were just to endure this scolding, where would Rong Qinkeng's dignity be! How could he then make those under him fear and obey him!

“You're biased, you're covering for Rong Ling!”

Roron suddenly laughed, his tiger eyes flashing with an extremely arrogant light.

"So what if I'm protecting him! To be honest, I like Rong Ling, I admire him. I want to surpass you by a long shot. And I can say it so directly, whoever makes Rong Ling unhappy just makes me uncomfortable. This is called protection!"

Rong Sanbo responded loudly, and his face was open and honest. He wasn't Rong Fei Wu, with thoughts hidden deep within him, always trying to appear righteous and just!

But his such reply, even more so beat up keng's face.

"Third Uncle, we each have our own responsibilities. You're overstepping your bounds!" He was consumed with jealousy over Third Uncle's blatant affection for Rong Ling, his envy driving him to madness. "You should focus on your own affairs, and I will handle the economic ones. Your hands shouldn't interfere with what I'm doing here!"

"If you do well, there won't be any room for me to step in!" Rong Sanbo scoffed. "I still say the same thing, it's best that you mind your own business and don't begrudge others their good fortune, acting like a mad dog biting indiscriminately at everyone!"

Rong Qi's anger was instantly uncontrollable.

"Uncle Three, you're being too harsh. Although you are my elder, you should at least show me some respect. I've always done my job well within my responsibilities. Of course, that is assuming Rong Ling doesn't come to cause trouble!"

"Respect is earned, depending on the person. With those low-class tactics you're using, do you expect me to respect you! All that noise going around out there, was it you who orchestrated it!"

Kong felt a sudden tightening in his chest, astonished by Rong Sanbo's sharp insight. But he quickly retorted,

"This matter has already become public knowledge within the company, Third Uncle. I can't control what other people say!"

"That's your incompetence!" Rong Sanbo sneered rudely.

Chung's face turned pale and then red, an awful sight to behold. But there was nothing he could say to contradict him!

Watching, Rong Sanbo with a soldier's stride, strode away. His back was like a knife carving. He spoke urgently.

"Uncle Third, you shouldn't interfere with Rong Ling's matter. Whoever damages the company's major interests must be investigated thoroughly. This is the only right way to handle it, even if you convene a clan meeting."

Rongsan didn't even listen, he just angrily spat out that single sentence.

"Look, can I even control this!"

That confidence, on the other hand, made Rong Qikeng feel a bit broken.

Then, a heavy reproach echoed from Rong Sanbo's voice in the meeting room.

"What are you still doing here Where did you come from Get back to where you came from!"

Five officers, led by a captain, stood before the unexpected arrival of the old general. They were stunned, caught between fear and apprehension, unsure how to react in this sudden turn of events.

"Well, do I have to say 'please'"

Rong Sanbo smiled faintly, but the corners of his eyes narrowed dangerously. Suddenly, his aura surged like a ferocious tiger, leaving the three of them stunned and breaking out in a cold sweat.

"We're leaving now!" The captain, true to his role as leader, responded for the group of five, adding a rather dry explanation.

"Chief, we're just following orders. We received a report and acted according to procedure..."

"Alright, let's go. I have a plan!"

Rongsang impatiently interrupted the captain's explanation of himself.

The captain nodded and bowed, leading four of his men away in a hurry, wishing their feet could conjure a whirlwind like Na Zha’s. Even with Kong Ju's protection above them, they couldn't stand against the arrival of a general.

Rong San turned his head and glanced back. His sensory system told him that Rong Qi'heng should be there, and he probably saw the whole scene from beginning to end.

As expected, he saw Rong Qikeng. Rong Qikeng's face became even more unsightly.

Feng San let out a cold snort, extended his hand, and took the belt and pistol the soldier had brought back. He buckled the belt around his waist in front of Rong Qikeng. He tidied up his uniform slightly, then lightly flicked the golden star on his shoulder strap, turned around expressionlessly, and left.

That scarlet contempt, made Rong Qikeng furious, wanting to destroy everything he saw!

"I won't back down, you can't just get rid of people every time!"

This is a complete slap in the face!

That's practically declaring open war!

Because, Yung Kai-keng believes that Yung Sam-bo is not giving him face. Then, why would he sell his face

Rong Sanbo ignored him and continued to leave at a steady pace. This pure disregard caused Rong Qikeng's inner anger to rise rapidly.

Turning back, he looked at the people in the conference room and said loudly.

"I will still pursue those who have committed acts of bullying!"

At a glance, more people lowered their heads, avoiding his gaze.

The threat from Rong Sanbo echoed in everyone's ears, "Whoever makes Rong Ling uncomfortable, I will make them uncomfortable too." With words so blunt, who would dare to stir up trouble Any gossip-loving impulses they might have had vanished instantly upon hearing such a stern warning!

In terms of prestige, how could the newly appointed Rong Qikeng compare to Rong Sanbo! Not to mention, Rong Sanbo holds such a distinguished position. Even a minor village official in our country can crush people!

But Rong Qikeng, looking at this scene, felt a growing sense of resentment in his heart. He became even more determined to bring down Rong Ling and Rong Sanbo all at once. As long as that old man Rong San remained in his position, he could never truly be at ease!

Just wait, give him a little more time, he's definitely going to pull that old man down from his position!

Kong thought bitterly to himself.

And what about Rong Ling That old geezer Rong San thinks he can stop it! This isn't just him watching!g as a shield, but why As the biological father of this legitimate child, he was being sidelined and treated like an embarrassment!Zoe bit her lip, not saying a word. She just looked so pitiful, shri...