Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 105

Although they had gone through such treatment, the shareholders did not think anything wrong.

As long as they had a solid share of the company, their dividend would all depend on the efforts of this man. No matter what attitude he was towards them now, they would get the money.

The reason why he behaved like that just now was that he wanted to make sure that others saw him clearly.

The man named Leo sneered and did not dare to look at the man who was sitting in the throne. With his legs crossed gracefully and composedly, he said to the man next to him, "No matter how domineering he is now, he has begged us to help him years ago in a humble way."

It was just a coincidence that he had brought Sruthan Group to the top.

"Why are you angry with him? At least he should give us money. It's not worth it." An old man said with a smile, whose hair was grey.

There was a cunning expression in his turbid eyes. He glanced at Richie and smiled to him like an old fox.

Richie replied with a nod. He was the one who owned the most share among the shareholders and the one who held this board meeting.

The old man's wife was also a rare figure in the business world. But she was also greedy. She only wanted to carve the profits up.

Perhaps, this group of people who took him as the head relied on his identity to show their power.

Richie bent his lips and tapped on the pear tree table. The rhythmic and relaxed sound of the clashing of his fingers completely blocked the noise.

Looking around the group of red faced people, he could roughly figure out what benefits they had been hoping for.

The profit margin was that it promoted Sruthan Group completely and gained the success. If possible, they wanted to make him be a puppet.

When all the people were here, Tim cleared his throat, stood up and said with a smile, "Today is an important day for all of you."

He spoke in an official tone. All the people present were high-minded merchants, because they thought they were old enough to be interrupted.

"May I cut to the chase? How did this plagiarist walk in the middle of the board meeting?"

As soon as the man had just finished speaking, a pen was thrown from his desk and inserted in the seam of his fingers. He was still shocked when an apologetic voice suddenly sounded.

"My hands are itchy lately, please forgive me." Tim wore a big smile on his face all the time, but cold sweat seeped from his forehead for no reason.

The man whose forehead had been sweating was about to stand up and fight with him, but he was stopped by the eyes of others.

The man sitting on the throne, however, looked away as if he had just seen a good show. "Let's continue the meeting. Don't stop for something trivial," he said coldly.

"No problem," said Tim in a serious tone

The crowd immediately sat upright. This was exactly a show, which was deliberately presented to them in order to demonstrate his prestige.

What Tim had done was not acceptable, but was fully recognized by Richie who couldn't do it in a flagrant way.