You have to spit out what you've eaten

Han mingmei felt a little awkward sitting there.

"I'm sorry, I still have some matters to attend to. I'll take my leave first."

The following content was not suitable for her to continue listening.

Han mingmei quickly got up and left.

"Since you're safekeeping it for me, I might as well make things clear while old man Lu is here."

Lin Hanxing's voice was cold, but it was meaningful to those who were observant.

"Otherwise, good intentions will turn into bad intentions, and good intentions will become intentional!"

Lin Hanxing's fair fingers tapped on the table. Bai Xi immediately understood and cleared his throat.

"Madam Lu yuzhi had her nephew sign an independent power of attorney for ten years, which should expire on Lu bingde's birthday this year. According to the independent authorization form, before Lu bingde's 27th birthday, he has no right to deal with the shares under his name or any dividends."