Regaining Glory

According to CSRC regulations, if the chairman of a listed company commits a major illegal crime, it will directly trigger the risk review procedure for mandatory delisting.

Once the review is approved, the Tianhao Group will completely disappear from the main board market.”

With every point Chen Xi made, the faces of the directors present grew a shade paler.

By the time she finished her last sentence, only despair remained on the faces of everyone in the conference room.

Li Wei stood up and meticulously straightened the cuffs of his suit jacket.

“It seems you truly don't need me, an outsider.

I originally came to offer goodwill, but since you all want to handle this yourselves, I won't stick around.”

He took Murong Wan's hand, making a move to leave.

“Chairman Li! Don't go!”

“Mr. Li, wait!”

“We were blind and failed to recognize a great man! Please don't hold it against us!”

The directors who had just been silent as cicadas in winter,

now sprang up like monkeys whose tails were on fire, rushing forward to try and keep him.

Are they kidding?

The company was about to be delisted; their stocks would immediately turn into piles of waste paper.

If they let Li Wei, their only lifeline, walk away now, they would be eating dirt for the rest of their lives.

Murong Yunhai's expression was utterly terrible.

Of course, he knew the consequences of Lin Tianhao being arrested, but he hadn't expected them to be this severe.

What he hadn't expected even more was Li Wei's iron-fisted approach—threatening to overturn the table at the slightest disagreement.

He also knew that,

at this critical juncture, if Yinshan Capital could announce an investment,

it would undoubtedly be the most powerful shot in the arm for the market, not only stabilizing the stock price but also restoring investor confidence.

After weighing the pros and cons, the stiffness on Murong Yunhai's face instantly vanished, replaced by an incredibly warm smile.

“Oh dear, Chairman Li, look at me, I truly don't know how to talk.”

He quickly walked up to Li Wei, his attitude doing a complete one-eighty.

“I was just joking just now, trying to lighten the mood.

You are Wan'er's... friend, which makes you the most distinguished guest of our Tianhao Group. How can you leave?”

Chuckling, he made a welcoming gesture, guiding Li Wei back to the main seat.

“Our Tianhao Group is currently without a leader, and we desperately need a capital giant with your boldness and foresight to guide us.

Please sit right here.

Observe our internal election process and offer us some valuable advice, alright?”

Murong Yunhai wore a fake smile, acting so warmly that it was as if he wasn't the one who had just tried to usher Li Wei out of the conference room.

His instantaneous change of face stunned the other directors present; they secretly cursed him as an old fox but quickly chimed in, afraid that Li Wei, this God of Wealth, would actually leave.

“That's right, Chairman Li, Director Murong just likes to joke around.”

“You are a magnanimous person; please don't take it to heart.

Our group is counting on you now!”

“Please take the main seat, the main seat!”

All at once, the conference room was filled with flattery, a stark contrast to the deathly silence when Lin Tianhao was arrested earlier.

Li Wei found the expressions of these people amusing, but his face remained impassive.

He didn't move, merely giving Murong Yunhai a faint glance.

“Second Uncle Murong, is that right?”

“I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. You can just call me Lao Hai.”

Murong Yunhai bowed even lower.

“Fine!”

“However, if you want me to stay, and if you want Yinshan Capital to invest, it's not impossible.”

Li Wei's voice was calm, yet it instantly silenced the entire conference room.

Everyone pricked up their ears, holding their breath.

Li Wei's gaze swept over the faces of these scheming directors one by one.

Finally, he raised his hand and gently patted the back of Murong Wan's hand beside him.

“My condition is very simple.”

He spoke slowly and distinctly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears.

“Murong Wan will assume the position of the group's new chairman, and the company will be renamed the Murong Group.”

Boom!

This sentence exploded in the minds of everyone in the conference room like a depth charge.

A deathly silence.

Everyone stared at Li Wei as if he were insane.

Renaming the company—they could understand that.

But making Murong Wan the chairman?

What kind of international joke was this!

A woman who had been out of the business world for ten years, kept as a canary in a cage by Lin Tianhao—what did she know about management?

Could she even read a financial statement?

Did she know how to deal with banks and suppliers?

Handing over a company on the brink of bankruptcy and liquidation to her

was like telling her to go fishing with an aircraft carrier—it was pure nonsense!

The smile on Murong Yunhai's face froze completely.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to utter a single word.

He never imagined that Li Wei would propose such an utterly absurd condition.

Although he had been mentally prepared,

Murong Wan, the center of this commotion, was also stunned at the moment.

She stared blankly at Li Wei, her beautiful eyes, which had just regained their luster, now filled with deep emotion.

Chairman?

He really intended for her to be the chairman?

This position that she had once dreamed of, yet felt was unattainable.

This position, which carried her grandfather's life's work and represented the glory of the Murong Family, was brought up so lightly by him.

The hand Li Wei was holding began to tremble uncontrollably.

An indescribable warmth surged from where their hands met, instantly spreading through her limbs, washing over her heart that had been frozen for ten years.

Her nose stung, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

She knew he wasn't joking.

This man was using his own method to personally help her retrieve everything she had lost, piece by piece.

He wasn't just helping her escape Lin Tianhao's shadow; he was pushing her back into the spotlight, allowing her to reclaim her dignity and glory.

After ten years, was the Tianhao Group, like a child wandering abroad, finally returning to the hands of the Murong Family?

At this moment, she seemed to see the unwilling and hopeful look in her grandfather's eyes as he held her hand on his deathbed.

Murong Wan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions.

She slowly pulled her hand away and stood up amidst everyone's astonished gazes.

She did not look at Li Wei, but directed her gaze toward the group of directors across the table, toward her Second Uncle Murong Yunhai, whose face was pale green with anger.

Her back was perfectly straight, like a white magnolia standing firm against the storm. Her voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable firmness.