Seeing Zheng Rongxi's determined stance today, clearly not willing to give up, she took out a document, placed it on the table, and pushed it forward, saying:
"Old Cheng, I've spent more than half my life with you, and now I'm halfway into the grave, I'm clear on how I've treated you and how much my natal family has given. My bottom line is my daughter; she cannot miss a single thing that belongs to her."
Cheng Xiangheng glanced indifferently at the document on the table, "What is this?"
Zheng Rongxi said, "A stock transfer agreement for the company. I don't care how biased you are towards Cheng Qiaobei, you must sign off on what belongs to Siluo today. Including my shares, only then can Siluo hold more shares than Cheng Qiaobei, giving her more say in the company naturally."
Cheng Xiangheng frowned and stated an undeniable fact.