Wan Muqi couldn't help it and laughed out loud.
Everyone turned to look at him, and he immediately raised his hand, "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a moment."
The crowd was puzzled, what was he laughing at?
Jiang Zhongzhen's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and a hint of ruthlessness emerged in his eyes, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yan didn't respond, but Wan Muqi did, "Ah, Chairman Jiang, I'm just saying you've gotten old, have you? Can't wrap your head around this? If you don't understand this, how can you manage the Jiang Group?"
"Master is making it very clear, as long as he's alive, he's the Chairman of the Jiang Group. If Chairman Jiang wants to take control of the Jiang Group, he might as well wait until Master kicks the bucket."
Wan Muqi explained this with a serious yet humorous tone.
The crowd: "..."
Is it really okay to say this out loud?
Following that, Wan Muqi pulled out a document from a cowhide bag he fetched from behind.