Lin Bojian had held the position of chairman for over a decade.
Without her business acumen, Zuo Xianyu stood no chance against his imposing presence.
Her legs gave out, and she collapsed into a chair, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Enough, just leave," Lin Bojian said, not wanting to spare Zuo Xianyu another glance. "I've said it before, the person who wrote this proposal is a genius. Unfortunately, that genius isn't you."
"I despise thieves the most. It's truly regrettable for your Zuo family."
Elder Feng felt a heavy sense of dread, opening his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words.
Lin Bojian's message was clear: the Zuo family should no longer dream of conducting any business dealings.
Though the Lin family wasn't as influential as the Yu family in Sijiu City, they still held significant sway.