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The situation developed as Mr. Ye expected. After Ye Zhenhua elected Louis as the new president, the vote passed 100%.

Not all shareholders are willing to let Louis take charge of the management of MBS International, but the important shareholders have agreed, and there is no point in their objections. Moreover, Chairman Ye and Mr. Ye have both voted for Louis. Who among them has any objection? Furthermore, they were afraid of the cruelty of the mafia godfather. In the eyes of many people, Mr. Ye was forced to abdicate this time. Even someone as powerful as Mr. Ye was forced to abdicate.

So, if they objected and made Louis unhappy, wouldn't they be killed?

With this mentality, the new president of MBS International came out. This was probably the neatest and weirdest vote in the history of MBS International. The whole conference hall was filled with an endless stream of voices, and it became quiet in the end.

Some smart shareholders choose to wait and see what happens. Anyway, what they want is profits. If Louis can bring them profits, then it doesn't matter who becomes the president of MBS International.

On the contrary, even if Louis intends to annex the entire MBS International, the Ye family will suffer the most serious losses, not them. Ye Zhenhua has vowed to support Louis, showing that he trusts Louis.

Who is Ye Zhenhua? Everyone in the market ten years ago didn't know who he was. In his turbulent life, the person he likes should not be wrong. This is the mentality of the public.

Mr. Ye raised the corners of his lips coldly. This shareholder meeting was really good. He wanted to see how Ye Zhenhua and Louis, the father and son, would face the joint attacks of three multinational companies.

How could MBS International survive without him?

Just wait and see the good show, Ye Zhenhua, I will crush your pride bit by bit...

Hardly...

Brutally...

crumb!

There was a hint of sinisterness in Ye Sanshao's half-cast eyes, which were absolutely cold and ruthless.

Next, Louis spoke. Mr. Ye listened and sneered, which was quite impressive.

This happened suddenly. In Yaohua's general manager's office, Yang Zekun kept turning on the news on channel gk. His eyebrows were knitted together. Why was this happening? The Mr. Ye he knew couldn't have handed over the business so obediently. right.

He had a premonition that another brutal business war would break out in City A. This time more companies would be involved than last time. Should he just sit back and watch or take advantage of the situation?

Yang Zekun pondered, Yang Yun called, and he probably received the news. Yang Zekun heard that he meant to take advantage of the situation. If there is going to be chaos this time, Yaohua will take this opportunity to severely attack MBS International. Louis, a newbie on the road, will definitely resist. Unable to withstand Ye Sanshao's attack.

Yaohua will work harder behind the scenes to destroy MBS International.

Yang Zekunxu responded and understood. He was very filial, but not unreasonable. Grandpa... he had indeed done something very excessive. His hatred for Ye Zhenhua had penetrated deep into his bones, and no one could persuade him.

Yang Zekun felt...very tired. He no longer wanted to follow the route set by Yang Yun. He didn't even understand how the hatred between him and Mr. Ye started. The family grudge...why bother?

It’s not necessary to take advantage of the situation. This time Mr. Ye is willing to give up his position as president of MBS International. He must want to take action against MBS International. Although I don’t know why this happened suddenly, I have heard about the Ye family’s affairs, and most likely with his aunt. Inseparable.

Now that he has made up his mind to deal with MBS International.

So……

Grandpa, are you worried that his next target will be the Yaohua Group?

He didn't say this to Yang Yun. He was already immersed in his dream of defeating MBS International and did not notice the crisis.

Young Master Ye hates Ye Zhenhua, but he also hates Yang Yun. Since he wants to bring down MBS International, he will definitely not let Yaohua go. It is much wiser for him to prepare for a rainy day than to take advantage of the situation.

Ye Sanshao will take action against MBS International in advance because he has been fully prepared in the past few years. The management rights of MBS International are in his hands. He is familiar with all the operations of MBS International. He has almost changed MBS International.

It is very easy to destroy a kingdom you have created, just like a designer wants to destroy a building he designed, because he knows every design of the building.

I know that it is very easy to destroy this building brick by brick.

Mr. Ye Sanshao is the chief designer of MBS International.

Yang Zekun knew that there would definitely be a scuffle in the shopping mall after today. He should take precautions now to minimize the losses instead of planning how to attack MBS International.

Grandpa is really old. He can't understand such a simple truth. No matter how much he thinks about the collapse of MBS International, he can't lose Yaohua. Death together is not the result he wants.

After a few responses, Yang Zekun hung up the phone. Yang Zekun rubbed his eyebrows, a deep fatigue welling up in his heart. He was a little helpless, and a layer of obscure decadence appeared on his gentle and jade-like face.

Hatred...

Who will stop it?

"Secretary Lin, convene a meeting with all department heads." Now we have to deal with this chaos.

MBS International's shareholders' meeting was slowly coming to an end. After leaving the venue, a large number of reporters rushed towards Mr. Ye.

"Young Master Ye, are you willing to give up your position as president of MBS International voluntarily?"

"Mr. Ye, may I ask if you have any difficulties?"

"Young Master Ye, MBS International is the ancestral business of the Ye family. Are you unwilling to let outsiders run it?"

"What are your plans after leaving MBS International?"

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"First of all, I gave up the management rights of MBS International voluntarily. Mr. Lewis may be more suitable to run MBS International than me. Please don't have any misunderstandings." Mr. Ye Sanshao, who has always been arrogant and rude in front of the media, is elegant and elegant this time. Pianpian, I gave up MBS International voluntarily, so please don’t misunderstand me. There are as many classics as you want.

He looked like a noble prince.

"As for me taking a break after leaving MBS, the current president of MBS International is Mr. Lewis. You should focus on him. He is more valuable for interviews."

After saying a few words briefly, Mr. Ye entered the elevator under the escort of security guards and went all the way to the top floor.

Lewis and Ye Zhenhua were also surrounded by a large number of reporters, who kept asking questions about this shareholders meeting...

The top floor was quiet, a few secretaries hadn't come up yet.

The large space seemed particularly quiet. There was no sound of opening files or the phone ringing. Everything was incredibly quiet.

"Do you feel a little nostalgic?" Cheng Anya made him another cup of coffee. She was becoming less and less familiar with the housework, but the coffee was getting better and better, all thanks to Ye Sanshao.

This man has a very tricky taste, and Liu Xiaotian's coffee originally suited her best. In order to take care of his taste, Cheng Anya studied with Liu Xiaotian for a while, and she became more and more proficient.

She wasn't so attentive to serving Cross back then.

In the office of the president of MBS International, Mr. Ye was in a very happy mood as he watched the stock market scrolling on the huge LCD screen on the wall, sipping the coffee made by Cheng Anya, and all the gloom was swept away.

He knew that the scene he had been waiting for for a long time was about to happen. The stock market was already turbulent, and soon, someone would be anxious.

A smile appeared on the corners of Ye Sanshao's lips.

"We can't talk about attachment, because it won't be long before this place will belong to me again." Third Young Master Ye raised his eyebrows, smiled confidently, and waved for Cheng Anya to come over. Miss Cheng remembered what Third Young Master Ye said in the past, "I'll do it once you come in." If I molest you once, I feel sad.

But she still walked over obediently. Third Young Master Ye held her in his arms and sat on his lap. They held her in his arms and looked at the scrolling numbers on the LCD screen together. For Cheng Anya, it was a bit dazzling. I really don’t know how Third Young Master Ye could analyze it quickly. .

"What are your plans?" Cheng Anya meekly let him hold her, "Don't be a pauper. Although I don't mind having a pretty boy, I'm afraid your self-esteem will be hurt."

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it as soon as you eat soft food. My son can support me, not you." Young Master Ye smiled happily. Cheng Anya liked to see his smile, although this girl doesn't smile often, she always does. He has a very cold look, and most of the time it seems as if someone owes him hundreds of thousands and hasn't paid back. The rare smile that was seen occasionally was very charming. It was not as deserted as in the meeting just now, nor was it very exaggerated. It was just a calm smile that fascinated Cheng Anya.

"How shameless." Cheng Anya scolded with a smile.

"It is only natural that a son should support me. This is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. How do you teach your son that you don't understand this?" Ye Sanshao retorted without blushing. How could he say he was shameless? He still wanted this face. , public image is very important.

"Your son is only 7 years old, and he still needs to be raised by you."

"Come on, I didn't think he was over seven years old." Mr. Ye smiled and grabbed Cheng Anya's face to eat tofu. He hadn't been intimate with her for a long time, and he was panicking.

For Mr. Ye, having to watch but not eat is a kind of torture.

Pulling Cheng Anya's lips and kissing her without any scruples, this girl tastes so sweet.

When he was satisfied, Cheng Anya's lips were slightly swollen and her cheeks were red. Young Master Ye smiled like a fox, very satisfied, "I said Anya, it's okay these days anyway, how about we go out and play?"

"Is everything okay?" Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows, is everything really okay? Didn't he want to bring down MBS International? Why did he just slap his butt and leave?

"I don't need to do anything. There are a few enthusiastic people who will help. It's just a vacation." Ye Sanshao smiled, "My son also happens to be on vacation. It would be good to take him to play, what do you think?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Japan, Europe, you name it, you can go wherever you want." Mr. Ye smiled.

"Don't go too far, otherwise you won't have time to deal with what happens in City A. You really want to take a vacation. There are many places to play near City A." Cheng Anya said with a smile, the report from her hospital will be out tomorrow.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her body, how can she have the time to play?

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