Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 704 - 538: No Weakness, No Fear, No Mistakes

Chapter 704: Chapter 538: No Weakness, No Fear, No Mistakes

Just as Su Xiaomeng resolutely threw the entire Yin Mansion to Yin Shiqing...

What she is grasping now is merely equivalent to the "Yin Mansion" that Yin Shixiu threw to her.

The Yin Group’s board of directors, along with those high-paid senior executives.

No one would be foolish enough to accept the leadership of a boss with empty shares but no strength.

She cannot be weak, cannot be timid, cannot be wrong.

Once she shows a flaw, these sharp talents will catch it.

How could this ruthless business battlefield be so simple?

Chen Lan had considered facing it himself, but when he realized that the future development of the entire Yin Family was directly tied to his words and decisions, he panicked a bit.

Because above him, there was no Yin Shixiu.

If he made a mistake... he couldn’t bear the consequences.

When Su Xiaomeng resolutely decided to step forward, he was both admiring her courage and slightly relieved.

Little did he know...

Even this old hand, who had been navigating the business world with Yin Shixiu for many years, felt intimidated by such a critical occasion, let alone Su Xiaomeng, a "layman."

Comparing her actions today might as well be wielding a large blade in front of a martial arts master.

And this...

Su Xiaomeng was keenly aware of from the beginning.

No room for retreat—this is the fruits of her husband’s decades of labor, the commercial empire he built.

She couldn’t let him see everything he worked so hard to achieve being seized by others upon his return.

All along, it was Yin Shixiu who protected her.

He defended her innocence, her emotions, her life, her parents, their children, everything she cherished.

Now, it’s her turn.

Even if she lacks the ability of Yin Shixiu, she must do her best.

If he could risk his life for her father, what wouldn’t she do for him?

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The multimedia conference hall of the Yin Group was now teeming with people, and every one of the several hundred seats below the stage was occupied.

The leadership of the company’s board of directors sat in the important positions in the front row.

The corporate executives sat behind the board members.

Everyone present was seated according to the arrangements of the company’s secretaries and staff from the publicity department, based on their status and position.

The only person distinctly different from everyone else present was Rong Jing.

Rong Jing, along with his legal team, sat according to the secretary’s arrangements, but Rong Jing himself sat directly in the chairman’s position of the Yin Family.

The general secretary repeatedly tried to persuade Rong Jing to change seats, but Rong Jing refused.

Not only did he refuse, but Rong Jing also smiled and teased the over-thirty but very charming female secretary,

"I can switch seats, but you have to offer something in exchange, Miss Secretary—how about a kiss?"

Having followed Yin Shixiu, the Yin Group’s general secretary had seen all sorts of situations, but being so openly mocked and insulted was a first.

The female secretary’s face visibly blushed, suppressing both shame and anger.

"Looking at your expression, you seem reluctant? If you are, then forget it."

Rong Jing shrugged, indicating he had already made a concession, but the female secretary did not appreciate it.

Just as the general secretary was awkwardly at a loss, the room suddenly stirred as Su Xiaomeng entered through the side door of the conference hall.

Two bodyguards were in front of her, followed by Chen Lan and attorney Jin Qingyue.

Su Xiaomeng’s previously loose hair was tied into a ponytail at the nape of her neck, making her delicate face appear even more refined and capable.

With bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth, she walked confidently to the stage.

As she stepped down two steps, reporters with microphones rushed the aisle, bombarding her with rapid questions.

Yet Su Xiaomeng showed no intention of answering; her bodyguards swiftly blocked the journalists to both sides of the aisle.

From the moment Xiao Meng entered, she noticed Rong Jing sitting at the front.

He still favored extremely flamboyant clothes...

The secretarial head beside him wore a stern face, looking rather displeased.

Seeing where Rong Jing had seated himself, Xiao Meng vaguely guessed the issue at hand.

Step by step, she walked down and stopped in front of Rong Jing. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

His overly delicate face for a man was still there, handsome yet with a cunning gleam that made people uncomfortable.

He smiled brightly at Su Xiaomeng,

"Long time no see, Xiao Meng."

"Young Master Rong isn’t dressed like blue-and-white porcelain today, but this black suit with cloud patterns..."

Su Xiaomeng shook her head in strong disapproval,

"It looks really ominous."

Rong Jing wore a black suit today.

Gold thread outlined various cloud patterns on the upper body. Originally, such a gold-threaded dark line in men’s clothing was to showcase understated luxury.

But to Su Xiaomeng, it ended up being "ominous."

Rong Jing wouldn’t bother engaging in a verbal duel with a woman who could only achieve petty victories through words.

His eyes still brimmed with a smile.

Even more absurd, in front of Su Xiaomeng, Rong Jing deliberately or inadvertently reached out to touch the female secretary’s hip.

The general secretary frowned deeply, wanting to react but—

"Slap!"

Rong Jing’s hand recoiled in pain, looking up to meet a pair of unruly eyes.

"Young Master Rong, where do you think you’re being a rogue?"

Su Xiaomeng raised her eyes, seeing Bai Shunyuan, who had somehow walked around from the front of the seats and slapped away Rong Jing’s misbehaving hand, startled her.

"Cousin..."

"Hm."

Bai Shunyuan acknowledged, his gaze still glaring at Rong Jing,

"What? Young Master Rong still won’t give up the seat? Is this position rightfully yours?"

Rong Jing’s eyes still carried a light smile. To Bai Shunyuan, the smile in his eyes grew even more,

"I’m currently the largest shareholder in the Yin Group. Why shouldn’t I sit here?"

"You?"

Bai Shunyuan was speechless, sneering before stepping forward to grab the gaudy suit off Rong Jing, saying to the security,

"Find a stool for Young Master Rong, the largest shareholder of the Yin Group? Then I am the King of the Universe!"

Bai Shunyuan was unaware of Rong Jing holding the so-called Yin’s Stock Transfer Agreement and didn’t understand the situation between Rong Jing and Su Xiaomeng.

With mockery and disdain, he pulled Rong Jing out.

Rong Jing, the CEO of the Rong Group, found himself on the Yin Group’s turf, lacking both manpower and presence.

He wasn’t in a hurry, brushing off Bai Shunyuan’s hand on his suit, then unhurriedly straightening his clothes.

"I can sit back, but remember, Bai Shunyuan, later you’ll personally invite me from the back seat to this spot."

"My cousin won’t, and I won’t either, invite you to assume the position."

Su Xiaomeng’s voice was measured as she glanced at Rong Jing, then looked to the general secretary,

"Let’s start, Secretary Luo."

"Yes, Madam."

"Chen Lan, proceed with the meeting. Let Young Master Rong see who truly is the Yin Group’s biggest shareholder."

Su Xiaomeng finished with a calmness, then sat in the seat Rong Jing had vacated.

She slightly nodded to a middle-aged shareholder beside her,

"Director Ouyang, I am Su Xiaomeng, Yin Shixiu’s wife."

"Madam, hello."

Su Xiaomeng smiled, then sternly composed herself.

Secretary Luo took the stage, bureaucratically announcing the start of the Yin Group’s shareholders’ meeting.