That's how domineering it is.

"I know that all of you uncles sitting here must be thinking right now: what qualifications do I, Murong Wan, have to sit in this position?"

Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the doubt and disdain on everyone's faces.

"I admit that I have been away from business for ten years, and I may be a bit rusty regarding the current market environment. However, I assure you all that if I am elected, I will immediately implement the following measures."

She held up one finger, her voice clear and bright.

"First, I will immediately establish a crisis public relations team to cooperate with the professional team at Yinshan Capital to stabilize market sentiment, do everything possible to restore the reputation of Tianhao Group, and steady the stock price."

She then held up a second finger.

"Second, I will personally lead a team to negotiate with major banks and suppliers, using the utmost sincerity to win their understanding and support, and resolve the group's imminent debt crisis and the risk of supply chain breakage."

"Third, I will conduct a comprehensive review and restructuring of the group's existing businesses. I will cut all the high-risk, non-transparent, and even illegal projects led by Lin Tianhao, and refocus all resources on the jewelry design and high-end retail sectors that our Murong Family is best at. I believe that with the financial support of Yinshan Capital, we will soon be able to recreate our past glory."

Her words were clear, logical, and rigorous, not at all like a housewife who had been away from the business world for ten years.

The contempt on the faces of the directors present gradually faded, replaced by a hint of surprise.

Murong Wan paused and held up a fourth finger, stating the most critical point.

"Fourth, and most importantly, I will introduce the strictest financial audit and supervision mechanisms to ensure that every penny of the company's future is spent effectively. On the premise of seeking new business opportunities, company profits will be prioritized to reward all shareholders. I guarantee that under my leadership, your losses today will be rewarded tenfold or even a hundredfold in the future!"

Her words were forceful, and every word struck a chord with these directors.

What company reputation? What corporate culture? In their eyes, none of that was as tangible as the four words "shareholder interests."

After finishing, Murong Wan bowed deeply to everyone.

"I have finished speaking. Whether you choose to believe in me and entrust the company's future to me, the decision lies with you all."

The conference room fell into silence once again.

But this time, no one dared to underestimate this woman again.

She had used the most direct and powerful way to prove to everyone that she was not a vase that could be manipulated at will.

The queen, who had been asleep for ten years, had finally awakened today.

Her era had begun.

...

The atmosphere in the conference room had become somewhat subtle due to Murong Wan's forceful speech.

The directors looked at each other, their eyes wavering.

The pie Murong Wan had drawn was indeed very tempting, and her logic was clear; it didn't seem like she was just spouting nonsense. More importantly, behind her stood Li Wei, and behind him stood the behemoth that was Yinshan Capital.

Just as the balance was about to tip, an untimely voice rang out.

"I object."

Murong Yunhai stood up, his face livid. He could not let Murong Wan take the position. Once this niece, whom he had never taken seriously, took control of the company, the first person she would settle scores with would be him, the "second uncle" who had profited immensely during the Lin Tianhao era.

"Wan'er, your determination is something your second uncle admires," he said, putting on an expression of deep distress as if he were thinking of her. "However, the choice of chairman concerns the life and death of the company; it is not child's play."

He cleared his throat and began to list his reasons.

"First, according to the company's articles of association, the chairman must be elected from among the incumbent directors. Although you are the eldest daughter of the Murong Family, you are not currently a member of the board of directors, so appointing you directly is against the rules."

"Second," his voice carried a hint of undisguised contempt.

"You have been a full-time housewife for ten years and are long out of touch with the company's operations. The company is now in imminent danger; what it needs is an experienced helmsman capable of turning the tide, not a novice who needs time to learn and adapt. Forgive me for being blunt, but we cannot afford to wait."

Murong Yunhai's two points were well-reasoned and instantly pulled back those directors who had just been wavering.

Indeed, the articles of association were an obstacle that could not be bypassed.

More importantly, entrusting one's livelihood to a woman who hadn't worked in ten years was too risky.

Murong Wan's face paled; she hadn't expected her second uncle to be so ruthless, exposing her scars in public.

Just as she was about to retort, a warm hand gently pressed on her shoulder.

Li Wei smiled.

He stood up and slowly walked over to Murong Yunhai.

His gaze was like that of someone looking at a monkey jumping up and down.

"Murong Second Uncle, those two points you just mentioned sound very reasonable."

He paused, then changed the subject, his voice laced with a hint of coldness.

"However, you seem to have forgotten the most important thing."

"Rules are dead, but people are alive."

Li Wei's gaze swept across the room.

"As long as I want to, I can personally oversee the shorting of Tianhao Group's stock before the market opens tomorrow, acquire the shares held by everyone here at an absolutely low price, and achieve absolute control of over ninety percent. By then, let alone amending the company's articles of association, if I wanted to tear this building down and build a foot massage parlor, who among you would have an objection?"

Overbearing, unreasonable, yet impossible to refute.

In the face of absolute capital, all rules are just a joke.

The directors turned pale one by one, not daring to make another sound.

Li Wei looked at Murong Yunhai again and continued.

"As for experience, do you think that the granddaughter of someone who built the Murong Group from scratch to the top ten in Shen City, having been influenced by it since childhood, would be a fool?"

"Furthermore," a mocking arc appeared on the corner of Li Wei's mouth.

"This mess left behind by Lin Tianhao is not just a management issue."

His voice suddenly rose.

"The losses caused by him inciting the underworld to smash and loot need to be compensated, right? He trafficked people, causing irreparable pain to victims' families; these victims' families need to be appeased and compensated with huge sums, right? The twenty million hole left by Wang Tieshan needs someone to fill, right? And the assets he transferred overseas through illegal means over the years need someone to track down, right?"

With every sentence Li Wei spoke, Murong Yunhai's face became uglier.

"These messy affairs, these debts and compensations sufficient to make the company go bankrupt immediately—I am now adding one condition: if Murong Wan takes charge of the group, all the aforementioned will be borne by her alone."

Li Wei took a step closer, staring into Murong Yunhai's eyes, and asked, word by word.

"May I ask, Murong Second Uncle, can you do these things?"

Murong Yunhai was rendered speechless, his old face turning the color of liver.

Let him clean up Lin Tianhao's mess? Make him spit out the money he had raked in over the years? That would be more painful than killing him.

He was certainly no saint.

Seeing Murong Yunhai unable to speak after being retorted, the other directors understood clearly in their hearts.

Anyone could be chairman, but as for this mess, whoever wanted to take it could take it; they certainly weren't willing to pay out of their own pockets.

If Murong Wan could bear it all alone, that would naturally be for the best.

But a new problem arose.

A director gathered his courage, stood up, and asked cautiously.

"Chairman Li, we believe in your strength. But... what reason do we have to believe that Little Murong has the ability to lead the group out of its predicament? After all, this concerns the vital interests of us all."

This question voiced what everyone was thinking.

Li Wei smiled.

This was the very question he wanted.

He turned around, faced the door of the conference room, and snapped his fingers again.