Dispute

"I object!"

Yama Minamiya stood up with a loud shout. He looked at the middle-aged woman with tightly puckered lips. His expression was stern and fuming anger was hidden within his glaring eyes.

The seated upper echelons of the various organizations immediately cast cold gazes of animosity at him. The middle-aged woman narrowed her eyes as viciousness flashed in her eyes. Zhang Meng was the most direct. With an angry stare, he slammed the table and produced a deafening 'bang'. It caused the meeting desk to tremble.

"A trash like you is objecting again!"

The boor, Zhang Meng, was not a person who followed etiquette. He only believed that Yama Minamiya was a person who clung on obstinately to his demands. He yearned to throw a powerful punch at him.

If not for Yama Minamiya's only objecting vote in the previous meetings which caused the meeting to end unceremoniously, there was no reason for Chairman Jiang to drag the matter this far.