The major shareholders and the clan members did not know about this part of the history. Now that Ruan Qishan and Mdm Ruan exposed everything, it was the same as if they were cooking Old Fifth and Old Seventh on top of a fire.
The looks everyone gave them once again changed. Initially, they thought of them as grass that was easily swayed by the wind. Now, they were also seen as greedy white-eye wolves.
Old Fifth's face was as black as the bottom of a pit. Old Seventh was completely silent, but he was already starting to blame Old Fifth.
He was the grass that swayed with the wind. If he hadn't offended Ruan Zeyan, then perhaps the situation wouldn't turn out like this.
Old Fifth snorted in anger, "Anyways, I don't agree. The shares are mine. No one can take them away!"