Abstain?
He actually abstained!
Although Song Nanzhou's voice wasn't loud, it was enough to quickly quiet the noisy banquet hall.
Song Bocheng could hardly believe his ears. He frowned and asked:
What did you just say?
Song Nanzhou smiled:
“I, Song Nanzhou, voluntarily relinquish the 21% equity left by my grandfather today.”
Song Bocheng was both surprised and taken aback; his hands trembled with excitement as he approached the age of sixty.
"Are you really willing to give up this 21% stake?"
Song Nanzhou nodded, then looked in the direction where Tang Li was:
"I'll have to trouble Miss Tang again."
Tang Li was also utterly shocked, and after several seconds of stunned silence, he stepped forward and asked:
"Mr. Song, is there anything I can help you with?"
Song Nanzhou pointed to the desk and said:
"Ms. Tang, could you please go through the process again?"
Then he said to Song Beiye and Xi Leng:
“You are all more suitable than me to take over Dongsong, so whoever gets this 21% share, I will applaud and congratulate you.”
We have a second chance.
Fifty percent hope.
Xi Leng was more nervous than before, while Song Beiye was relaxed. He had already prepared for the worst, so any slight reversal would be a great blessing.
Even when it was done again, Song Beiye maintained his gentlemanly demeanor:
"Xi Leng, you go first."
Xiling had never been so flustered. She weighed the options between number one and number two repeatedly, but in the end, she still dared not make a choice.
As time ticked by, Song Bocheng finally spoke:
"Ono, you choose first."
Song Beiye decisively chose number two, for the following reasons:
"Ladies first, as the older brother, I should always give way to my younger sister."
Tang Li quickly picked up ball number two and slowly opened it.
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