In the conference room on the thirtieth floor, most of the shareholders had arrived, with fifteen minutes left before the meeting started, Jiang Wenhui was greeting them.
"Wenhui, I'm placing all my hopes on you this time, make sure not to let us down," one of the shareholders said to her with a beaming smile.
"Uncle Zhou, I lack the experience, and I'm worried I might not meet your expectations," Jiang Wenhui replied with a modest face.
"Alright, Wenhui, I'll say it here today, we only agree with you becoming the president, and no one else," another shareholder said, looking at the others, "What do you all say?"
"Chairman He is right, Wenhui, everyone expects this from you, have to give it your all,"
Mu Yan's smile disappeared as she seriously said, "Thanks to all uncles and elders for your trust, I won't disappoint you."
A shareholder glanced at his watch and said, "Are the remaining people coming or not? Shouldn't we start by now?"
