Counterattack
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Chen Rushi chuckled lightly, cast his vote, and said, "Personally, I also hold a 2% stake in Black Hawk Group. Third Young Master, you've lost."
Lu Zhiyuan's expression turned extremely ugly. Although he knew that Black Hawk's controlling stake might not be a bad thing and that Third Young Master would handle it well, he had only deceived Chen Rushi. Still, he felt unsatisfied deep down.
A cold voice came from outside, saying, "Perhaps not!"
Gu Ci pushed Lu Ze, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the conference room. He looked sickly and exhausted, but his eyes were shining brightly. "I'm not dead yet, and it's not your turn to choose the chairman of the Lu Corporation!"
Everyone in the conference room was shocked, including Lu Zhiyuan.
"Father!" He stood up and walked towards Lu Ze. "You're awake?"
Gu Ci smiled gently and asked, "Did we come too late?"
"Coming early is not as good as coming at the right time!"