One misstep led to everlasting regret.
For Lin Wenhua now, that saying could not have been more fitting.
Ever since his good brother Xu Cheng had been on the verge of death, he had already begun making arrangements. It was not that he had no designs on Serpent Coil's board seat; his wolfish ambition had simply been plain for all to see.
Of course, he had his reasons—the flourishing empire the brothers had built together was being handed over to that useless, good-for-nothing son. At this rate, it would all be ruined!
So, even if Xu Cheng had never left him any dying words like, "You can replace him," Lin Wenhua had assumed that was what he meant. They were good brothers. Some things did not need to be said to be understood.
But who could have known that, after being a useless mess for years, that little bastard Xu Shi would become what he was now?
As always, from the company's perspective, having a leader with both skill and vision was certainly not a bad thing. But for Lin Wenhua, it was something that could cost him his life.
Especially judging from the chip matter, that brat definitely would not tolerate him anymore. And he could not just sit around waiting to die.
At this point, perhaps the only option was to seek refuge with another conglomerate?
Lin Wenhua tapped the desk, a sinister glint surfacing in his eyes.
His subordinates knew how to read the room. Seeing this, they roughly guessed what he was thinking.
"Is that... really necessary?"
Someone began to hesitate. "I think things are still manageable, aren't they? Old Lin, you've made great contributions over the years. If you talk to Young Chairman Xu, shouldn't you still be able to retire normally, like Du Wei?"