The next day, Ye Zhiwei, the little cotton-padded jacket, followed Ye Qingcheng. When Ye Qingcheng went to the company, Ye Zhiwei accompanied him all the way. When they arrived at the company, she knew it was not appropriate to follow Ye Qingcheng into the company at this time, so she let Ye Qingcheng and Jiang Jianian go into the company and waited outside the company.

Although rumors of Ye Qingcheng's serious illness had been circulating, his previous behavior had been so normal that people were only half-believing and half-doubting the matter. Only some unscrupulous shareholders had been trying to find out more about Ye Qingcheng.

Factional forces suddenly emerged within the company, especially after Ye Qingcheng transferred some shares to Jiang Jianian. The company held a shareholders' meeting, and Jiang Jianian participated in the voting as a shareholder. Ye Qingcheng did not directly mention what illness he had, only mentioning that he had not been feeling well recently. For the time being, the company's decisions were to be made by the vice president and other senior executives. He proposed that every decision must be discussed in a management meeting and finally voted on. The person in charge of the project must be present at each meeting to record everything that happened in the company.

Jiang Jianian will take over some of Ye Qingcheng's company decision-making power.

As soon as Ye Qingcheng put forward his idea, other shareholders directly expressed their opposition. Sun Yaoxun, a shareholder of the company, was the nominal vice general manager. In front of Ye Qingcheng, he always acted like a sycophant who listened to Ye Qingcheng's opinions, but in fact he had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. There were always his cronies in the company, and he wanted to get the biggest share of the profits. He had even been secretly eager to take advantage of the rumors that Ye Qingcheng was going to get into trouble.

If Ye Qingcheng gets into trouble, he can manipulate things behind the scenes. The company releases new shares, and he then finds people to buy them at a low price. The more shares released, the lower Ye Qingcheng's shareholding becomes. If he secretly buys them, Ye Qingcheng can still become the sole power in the company. He's determined to use this method to take over Ye Qingcheng's shares. But the current situation is that even if Ye Qingcheng stops managing the company, he still wants to place people inside. Manager Sun can use incentives to instigate others, making them all work together for the money. But now—

Sun Yaoxun, of course, wouldn't contradict Ye Qingcheng to his face. He said with a smile, "President Ye, although this Xiao Jiang has been working in the company for a while and is indeed quite capable, he's only a freshman in college. Don't you think it's too hasty for him to participate in company decision-making at such a young age? This company isn't just something you've worked hard for; we shareholders also scrimped and saved, putting all our savings into the investment. Later, we also participated in most of the company's management, devoting our entire lives to it. I really can't stand by and watch you just casually pull someone into our management team."

Manager Sun voiced his objections, and other shareholders who had privately received favors from him also stood up to speak in his defense: "We certainly support you taking a break, but isn't this sudden placement of someone a deliberate attempt to spy on us? It shows you don't trust us to manage the company well..."

Ye Qingcheng wasn't angry at such opposition. He knew in his heart that Sun Yaoxun was a cunning old fox, two-faced and hypocritical. He just smiled at him and said, "It's not that I'm spying on you. It's just that the boy I brought in represents my opinion. Although I need to recuperate, I'm not completely abandoning the company. His involvement is my idea, and the opinions he conveys have all been discussed with me. I'm just as worried about the company's development as you are. How can I really just wash my hands of things?"

Upon hearing this, the others were momentarily speechless with dissent. Furthermore, Ye Qingcheng pointed out each of the shareholders' junior employees placed in the company, and then asked with a smile, "Aren't we all cultivating our own successors? I finally found one who suits my taste. Let him participate in the company and learn in my place. He'll come to me for advice on anything he doesn't know."

Sun Yaoxun sneered inwardly: By then, he'll probably be bedridden in the hospital, undergoing chemotherapy day and night, with no time to care about company matters. He's making such nice noise, even asking for your opinion, old man—

Sun Yaoxun continued to laugh and didn't raise any more objections, but his previous remarks had already left a bad impression on the shareholders. They didn't believe that Jiang Jianian could go very far.

After the shareholders' meeting concluded, Ye Qingcheng convened an internal board meeting. Jiang Jianian was parachuted into the senior management, directly replacing him as the temporary vice general manager to participate in company decision-making.

He remains the controlling shareholder of the company and enjoys the highest decision-making power within the company. This meeting was more of a notification than a consultation with others.

Once Jiang Jianian secures his place in the management team, the rest depends on his own abilities.

After a full day of meetings, Ye Qingcheng was feeling a bit exhausted. He rested in his office, where his secretary brought in several authorization letters. After having Jiang Jianian sign them one by one, Ye Qingcheng said, "Keep an eye on Sun Yaoxun yourself. I know this is a difficult matter. You've only been with me for a few months. Those in the company who have their own agendas won't acknowledge you, and those on my side think you're too young. It's really putting you in a difficult position. If you can make up your mind, then do it yourself. If you can't, then come to me, and I'll tell you how to handle it."

Jiang Jianian agreed to all of them.

Ye Qingcheng gave a bitter smile, "I originally planned to take you to study for a while longer, but my daughter, my daughter... sigh, my old body won't live much longer and I still have to go to the hospital like this."

“Leukemia is currently the only cancer with a chance of recovery. With chemotherapy and medication, you will recover,” Jiang Jianian said, looking steadily at Ye Qingcheng. “Ye Zhiwei wouldn’t want you to say such a thing.”

Ye Qingcheng pointed at Jiang Jianian, "You used your status as a doctor to pressure me before, and now you're using Zhiwei to pressure me. You child."

"I'm not really a doctor. I was just assisting Dean Li in conducting some clinical trials on you. I never used my position to pressure you." Jiang Jianian narrowed his eyes. He thought of how Ye Zhiwei had cried uncontrollably at the police station when she mistakenly thought Ye Qingcheng had died. He clenched his hand and said to Ye Qingcheng, "You will get better."

"You've worked so hard these past few days. You'll have to keep helping me out for a while longer. If things don't go well for me, you might have to give up medicine and go into business." Ye Qingcheng didn't have much hope that his body could be cured. He patted Jiang Jianian's shoulder, subtly changing the subject. After Jiang Jianian filled out the authorization forms, he put them in a file bag and gave it to her. He sighed and said, "Alright, let's go out quickly. Zhiwei is still waiting for us outside."

Jiang Jianian gave Ye Qingcheng a deep look but said nothing more. He then followed Ye Qingcheng out of the company to find Ye Zhiwei.