Stolen Things Won't Last Long, Joining the Set! (1)

Zuo Xianyu had never anticipated such a turn of events.

Caught completely off-guard, her face was sharply struck, leaving her ears ringing.

The sharp corner of the folder even left a bloody scratch on her face.

The conference room was eerily silent.

A few seconds later, the ringing in Zuo Xianyu's ears subsided.

She turned her head, took a deep breath, and restrained her anger. "What does Grandpa Feng mean by this?"

"What do I mean?" Elder Feng's gaze no longer held the admiration of before, and his tone was cold and hard. "Zuo Xianyu, I watched you grow up. You were so bright at ten, and your grandfather was so happy to entrust you to me to teach you business."

"You've been outstanding these past years, even earning an MBA from Great Xia University. Your grandfather even let you take the position of general manager directly. That was his trust in you. But what about after your grandfather passed?"