Meng Shufeng looked at Meng Zongguang with confusion on his face. He stopped calling him brother a long time ago, and when they met occasionally, he would always have a cold face.
What happened today? He smiled so enthusiastically that it made Meng Shufeng's heart tremble.
"Meng Zongguang, what are you trying to do? Apart from quarterly dividends, I basically have no interests involved with my family. There is no need to always target me. Do you really want to push me to death?" Meng Shufeng said solemnly.
Meng Zongguang looked embarrassed and said: "Second brother, what happened in the past was all instigated by my eldest brother. I am just an errand boy. How could I target you?"
Meng Shufeng sneered and ignored him.
He clearly remembered what this guy was like in the past. He was absolutely adding insult to injury and taking pleasure in his misfortune.
Seeing Meng Shufeng turning his head and ignoring him, Meng Zongguang's expression became even more embarrassed, but he did not dare to say anything unpleasant.
After all, Jiang Zhihao only gave him 20 million in benefits, and there was still a hole of tens of millions in public funds waiting to be filled.
While they were talking, several people entered the hall, which was already full of people, all of whom were relatives of the Meng family.
Meng Tianzheng was sitting in the middle. When he saw them coming in, he waved to Jiang Zhihao and told him to come over and sit next to him.
This is obvious favoritism. The younger generation usually sits behind the elders, so there is no chance of sitting side by side with the elders.
Meng Zhenzhong felt unhappy and couldn't say much, so he could only say to Meng Shufeng: "Why did you come so late? The whole family is waiting for you. Don't you think it's too much!"
Before Meng Shufeng finished speaking, Meng Lanchun had already taken the lead to speak: "As you said, Zong Guang and I have just arrived, so why are we only waiting for him?"
Meng Zhenzhong stared angrily, "It's none of your business, why do you have to go up there!"
Meng Tianzheng waved his hand and said: "Okay, we are all members of our own family, so why bother? I called you here today..."
"Dad, there is something I want to say first." Meng Zongguang said.
Meng Tianzheng was interrupted, but he didn't get angry and said: "You say it."
Meng Zongguang glanced at Jiang Zhihao and then at Meng Zhenzhong. The look in his eyes gave Meng Zhenzhong a bad premonition, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Then, Meng Zongguang said: "Me, I have been feeling unwell recently. Last time I went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said that I might have severe depression and advised me to put down my work and take a good rest. So, I want to resign and go abroad.
I have been traveling for a few years to relax my mind. As for the position of financial director, I think my second brother is stable and seasoned and is very suitable to take over."
As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly became silent.
Five seconds later, there was an uproar.
Everyone looked at Meng Zongguang in shock, some whispered, and more people felt like they had seen a ghost.
They only had one thought in their minds: Did Meng Zongguang drink fake wine?
He voluntarily resigned from the position of financial director and recommended Meng Shufeng to take over?
Meng Zhenzhong slapped the table and stood up, saying with a stern face: "Meng Zongguang, have you drunk too much? Go back and sober up!"
Meng Tianzheng was as surprised as anyone else.
Although Jiang Zhihao had said before that Meng Zongguang would take the initiative to resign, he really didn't understand why his younger son was willing to do this. Could it be that he really drank too much?