At this moment, inside the conference room, a group of shareholders, all with solemn expressions, sat within the conference room.
Ari, dressed in a suit, stood tall with a strong presence.
His gaze was extremely aggressive.
He smirked, “I heard that our new boss is about to arrive.”
“I wonder why he wants a piece of the pie from the Zeustimes Group. Even if he wants to, he has to ask for our permission,” an elder spoke proudly.
“If he’s sensible, perhaps I won’t make things difficult for him,” Ari chuckled. “It depends on whether he knows how to behave.”
They were extremely displeased with the one who bought Zeustimes Group’s stocks and acquire the majority shareholding.
“Don’t worry, Mr. May, we’ll definitely stand by your side,” others chimed in one after another.
The door suddenly swung open.
A young man walked in, his gaze immediately falling upon them.
“Hello, everyone, it’s been a while,” Quentin greeted with a smile, though there was little warmth in his eyes.
These people were all once under the employment of his parents. Their shares were given to them by his parents as recognition for their long service to the company.
But what did they do?
They immediately sided with Alisha, and each of them gained an additional half percent of shares, which translated to tens of millions.
Especially Ari, the epitome of treachery. He was the first to strike a deal with Alisha, obtaining two percent of the shares.
Not only that, he also led others to accept Alisha’s rule.
People always act in their own interest; Quentin understood that. However, he couldn’t accept it.
Moreover…
His eyes narrowed. This guy actually dared to sit in the chairman’s seat?
Wasn’t this blatant provocation?
“You are…”
“Quentin Holland?”
Seeing the siblings, the directors’ faces were filled with astonishment.
“You scoundrel!”
Ari slammed the table and stood up. “This is our boardroom! Who gave you the right to enter? Get out immediately!”
Quentin walked steadily into the room, speaking calmly, “Why can’t I come in? And who gave you the right to sit in that position?”
“Just because I’m currently the largest shareholder of the Zeustimes Group! Just because I’m Ari!”
Ari was full of confidence.
“If you don’t leave on your own, do you want me to call security to throw you out? Do you still think you’re the former heir of the Holland family?”
“Slap!”
A crisp sound rang out as Ari’s face was slapped hard against the table, contorting his features.
“Whether I’m the former heir of the Holland family or not, it doesn’t matter. I can still give you a few slaps. Lackeys should act like lackeys; don’t always think about biting the hand that feeds you, or you might end up being killed. Understand?”
“You…”
Hearing Quentin’s words, Ari became furious. “You’re asking for death!”
“Boom!”
Another loud bang echoed through the room.
Ari screamed in pain as his nasal bone was shattered, blood flowing down his face…
Quentin looked down at him coldly. “I told you to get out of this seat, don’t you understand human language? You’re not worthy of sitting in this position.”
With that, he grabbed Ari’s clothes and threw him to the ground, then casually sat down on the chair…
The entire room fell into an inexplicable silence.
Quentin’s gaze was sharp as he smiled at the many directors below.
“I hereby officially inform you all that 53% of the shares of Zeustimes Group are in my hands. I, Quentin Holland, am the largest shareholder of Zeustimes Group.”
“From today onwards, Sylvia is the responsible executive of the Zeustimes Group. Who approves, and who opposes?”
“What?” The expressions of the crowd changed dramatically.
“You are the mysterious figure who spent billions to acquire the Zeustimes Group?”