Chapter 140 Something Big Happens
Xie Zhang's face changed slightly. The board members beside him began to enter the room, but Xie Zhang stared at Bian Yue, unmoved: "You said I'm cold-blooded?"

His expression was really ugly. Shen Zhaoli crossed his arms, looked at Bian Yue with amusement, and said, "Bian Yue, what you said is really unlucky!"

Bian Yue lowered her eyes, not looking at Xie Zhang's expression. Her voice was calm enough, "If you think I'm saying you're cold-blooded, then that's what I mean."

Xie Zhang laughed in anger, staring at Bian Yue, clenching his teeth, and said coldly: "You are so frank, Bian Yue, we have known each other for so many years, but in your eyes, I am not as good as Yao Yimin, who you have only known for a few days?"

Bian Yue didn't want to answer Xie Zhang's words. Now that things had come to this, the two of them were destined to no longer be friends.

But Xie Zhang obviously didn't want to leave.

Bian Yue could only respond coldly to Xie Zhang's question: "The meeting is about to start, so let's not argue in public, right?"

Xie Zhang looked disappointed: "Bian Yue, I really don't know why you can be so rational. People's hearts are biased. Isn't the old relationship between us worthy of you standing on my side?"

After he said that, he finally gave up looking for answers from Bian Yue and turned away.

Bian Yue remained calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

At the side, Shen Zhaoli looked at Bian Yue's profile with a playful look, and said meaningfully, "Why didn't I realize that you have such a strong sense of justice?"

"It's not a sense of justice. There are so many injustices in this world, and I can't control them all."

Bian Yue spoke calmly, becoming more rational, "I just can't go against the basic principles of being a human being."

The smile on Shen Zhaoli's face faded a little. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. Then, there was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from the gate. Li Siheng and Li Tingmo walked in side by side.

Under the daylight, Li Siheng's complexion did not look good, and it was obvious that he had not yet recovered from his serious illness.

It would be an exaggeration to say that his figure was emaciated, but his face was indeed pale and he looked very weak.

When he walked in, his eyes inadvertently looked towards the sofa, and among the crowd of spectators, he saw Bian Yue sitting next to Shen Zhaoli.

So, the steps stopped.

Li Tingmo followed Li Siheng's gaze and saw Bian Yue. He was slightly stunned and whispered in Li Siheng's ear: "Bian Yue came with Shen Zhaoli and represents Lixing. Don't mess around."

Li Siheng ignored Li Tingmo's reminder. He turned his head slightly and said to Bai Xu beside him that the air-conditioning in the conference room was too strong and he should prepare a thin blanket for Bian Yue.

Bai Xu subconsciously looked at Li Tingmo. Seeing that Li Tingmo did not react, he breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "Okay, Master. I will get ready now."

Only then did Li Siheng walk towards the conference table.

Li Tingmo sat down at the main seat, to his left was Li Siheng's seat, to his right was a middle-aged man in his 40s, who looked similar to Li Tingmo.

Seeing Li Siheng sitting down opposite him, the man spoke with a half-smile: "Siheng, you look so ugly, why did you come here to show off? Don't you trust your father? He will definitely be able to manage Fengcheng well."

"Director Li, since you are sitting here, please don't bring up trivial matters. This is not the place for you to get close to me." Li Siheng spoke in a gentle tone, his peach blossom eyes were cold, and he looked coldly at the man opposite him.

Li Cun (cun, third tone) didn't expect that Li Siheng would embarrass him in this way.

He had clearly heard that Li Siheng was dying of illness, but he didn't know why he dragged his sick body here to fight for power. He was really crazy and didn't even care about his own life.

"Si Heng, you don't care about your health, but as an elder, I can't ignore it. Everyone here should be able to see that Si Heng doesn't look good, right?" Li Cun said this, pretending to be surprised and smiled, "Are you sick?"

"Director Li, stop talking." Li Tingmo frowned and interrupted Li Cun seriously. He said seriously, "Since Si Heng wants to compete with me for the position of chairman, and the procedures are in compliance, then everything should be done according to the procedures."

"Chairman, you are right. I was too much when I said those groundless things just now. Si Heng, your uncle is here to apologize to you?"

Beside Bian Yue, Shen Zhaoli watched the infighting with great interest, and whispered in Bian Yue's ear: "Has the Li family come to this point now? The relationship between father and son is at a stalemate, and they are willing to give up their dignity just to fight for power?"

Bian Yue didn't know how to explain to Shen Zhaoli.

The Li family’s affairs were too complicated. Bian Yue frowned and watched calmly.

"Bian Yue," Shen Zhaoli pushed Bian Yue's arm and asked curiously, "Do you want Li Siheng to win, or Li Tingmo to win? The cooperation between Lixing and Fengcheng was interrupted before, and they have just been re-negotiated recently. If you have a favorite candidate, I will say a few words on his behalf before the vote."

"Don't make trouble." Bian Yue frowned and looked at Shen Zhaoli helplessly, "Jin Ci actually trusted you to come."

"What does Shen Jinci have to worry about? He doesn't care whether Feng Cheng is in chaos or not, and he doesn't even care about this cooperation. Even if I ruin it, he doesn't care."

Shen Zhaoli sighed softly, "Sometimes I feel that he doesn't look like a businessman at all."

Bian Yue smiled, "Is he not similar enough?"

"You don't understand. It's not because there's anything wrong with his decision-making, but because he doesn't seem to care about the Shen family." Shen Zhaoli shrugged, "Just think I'm talking nonsense. I have no evidence."

Bian Yue didn't really listen, still watching the undercurrent on the conference table. Bai Xu walked up to her and handed her a thin blanket.

Bian Yue was stunned and asked in confusion: "This is..."

"The young master was afraid that you would catch a cold, so he asked me to give it to you. You can just use it." Bai Xu smiled elegantly, looked at Bian Yue, nodded and smiled.

Bian Yue took the thin blanket and said thank you.

Shen Zhaoli looked at this scene, but rarely said anything, just smiled.

At the conference table, Li Cunzheng stood up and looked around at everyone. "Everyone, I am the shareholder with the highest shareholding in the board of directors. I am also Si Heng's uncle and the chairman's brother. I firmly oppose the re-election of the chairman. A sudden re-election will cause people to lose their morale, which will not be good for Feng Cheng at all."

Li Siheng remained calm.

Li Tingmo sighed softly, looked at Li Siheng with complicated eyes, and said, "Siheng, think it over carefully, do you really want to let everyone vote? So many people are watching."

Li Siheng finally raised his eyes and looked at Li Tingmo. His fingertips were holding a pen, which was turning silently. After a long time, the movement of his fingertips stopped.

The emotion between his eyebrows was very calm. "Before the re-election vote, do you have something to announce to everyone?"

The expression on Li Tingmo's face was even more meaningful. He looked at Li Siheng's calm face with a scrutinizing smile.