Zhang Mingyao's mobile phone rang, and the ringtone sounded as if it was deliberately against others, and it sounded extremely noisy. Zhang Mingyao answered the phone and walked to the door. Completely ignore the strange eyes of the grandmother and the Lu family sitting in front. The corners of Zhang Mingyao's mouth raised a smile, and her brain was still running rapidly for the content on the phone:

"Seven points are seven points, you know my principles, do not tolerate." Zhang Mingyao looked at his watch, which showed that it was half past nine in the morning, "You still have a chance to stay, and call me every five minutes from now on." “

Zhang Mingyao saw people from the crematorium of the funeral home in the distance walking towards the door, she hurriedly hung up the phone and followed. She followed the staff into the hall, and the group slid the coffin towards an internal passage. Mrs. Lu stopped in front of the coffin with a cane and stared at the staff viciously: "It should be up to us to decide when to go to the cremation." “

The staff blushed and looked at the old woman in front of him with anger, a person in charge, wearing white overalls, walked in front of Mrs. Lu: "Yes, only your family has died in the world, and no one else has died." “

Mrs. Lu was instantly ignited, raised her crutches and waved forward, and the staff skillfully dodged. The relatives all held on to Mrs. Lu to prevent her from falling. Mrs. Lu struggled to stand up and scolded: "You actually... How dare you hide... Do you know who I am? “

The staff pushed the coffin together and pushed it through the inner passage, and Zhang Mingyao followed closely behind. Mrs. Lu stopped Zhang Mingyao.

"Ming Yao! Ming Yao! “

Zhang Mingyao reluctantly turned around and looked at Mrs. Lu: "Grandma." The perfunctory smile on his face and stiff limbs made Zhang Mingyao very impatient. The air here, this group of smoky miasma and people with their own ghosts, is very disgusting. It took a lot of effort for her to resist the urge to throw up.

Zhang Mingrui came over to help Zhang Mingyao, and he obviously saw his sister's body trembling, with beads of sweat on her forehead. He whispered something, Zhang Mingyao didn't speak, and motioned for his younger brother to follow the staff first, and he stood in front of his grandmother again, this time her expression was different.

Zhang Mingyao: "The assets and power in my hands belong to me now, and who I want to give it to in the future depends on my mood." Besides, there are two sons in the family. “

Yao Nanping almost jumped up, she rushed to Zhang Mingyao like an instantaneous displacement, glaring at her: "What do you know?" “

"Don't worry, Mom!" Zhang Mingyao's mobile phone rang again, she pressed the phone and looked at Yao Nanping.

Yao Nanping was wearing a black dress, with a black shawl on the outside, and her hair was shoulder-length, so she couldn't see her expression. Zhang Mingyao straightened the hair in her mother's ear and smiled, perhaps with a little sincerity: "Mom, is there anything else I need to know about at home?" I can help too. “

Yao Nanping: "No! “

Zhang Mingyao shrugged, and Yao Nanping didn't know where to get a sense of anger: "You dare to shrug your shoulders at me?" “

Yao Nanping slapped Zhang Mingyao in the face, the hot left side of her face, Zhang Mingyao was familiar with this feeling. She didn't cover her face, but grabbed the asset transfer book in her hand and the USB flash drive in the book. She turned to the crowd:

"Everyone, there will be a car to pick you up at the hotel later, you can arrange your own time, and you must stay for dinner. The cremation process is too cruel, so we won't leave everyone behind, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. “

The latter sentence was said by Zhang Mingyao to some shareholders of the Zhang Group. Those people didn't look at the place and time, and they had long wanted to block Zhang Mingyao and set the CEO candidate for next Wednesday.

The cars stopped at the door one after another, and under the guidance, everyone got into the car one after another, leaving only grandma, mother and some important directors, like Qian Yifan, Zhou Jimin, and Jia Min.

Jia Min and his party stood together, looking at each other, and finally Jia Min stood up, nodded to Yao Nanping and Mrs. Lu, and looked at Zhang Mingyao:

"We have the same interests, and I really don't want to slip around. So I got straight to the point. For next Wednesday's CEO election, the waiting list should already be on your phone. You can take a look and give us a direction. Listed companies have the responsibility and obligation to notify shareholders of major personnel changes in the company. “

Zhang Mingyao turned on the phone, but there was no signal.

"There is no cell phone signal, I'll give you an answer in the evening."

Jia Min stopped Ming Yao: "No, we have to know now." “

"Don't you have eyes?"

Zhang Mingyao was entangled by Jia Min's persistence and couldn't leave. Jia Min pulled out a computer from her bag.

"You can look on this, set a person, now!"