Chapter 392 Heir
After the door was pushed open, Meng Shu stood in front of the door for a while. Chen Chuan saw her take a deep breath unconsciously, and then walked in.
He followed him in. The living room had very good lighting. The autumn sun outside was shining in, making the reception room, which was decorated with gorgeous decorations, look even more magnificent.
In the middle of the hall, below the exquisite and intricate crystal chandelier, stands a heavy-style solid wood desk. Next to the desk is a half-person-high astronomical globe, on which the drawings and annotations are in the style of the old era.
Meng Lai, the founder and current helmsman of Fusion Boundary Company, is sitting on the sofa behind his desk.
The fusion boundary was established sixty years ago. The person should be at least eighty years old, but the person sitting on it now feels like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
His face is handsome and in very good shape. His facial muscles are not loose, his skin is well maintained, his hair is black and thick, and he has the aura of someone who has been in a high position for a long time.
Chen Chuan discovered that Meng Shu's eyes were very similar to his, both with a pair of almond-shaped eyes with slightly upturned corners, but this one's eyes looked complex and deep, like a bottomless pool.
Aunt Yu walked over to Meng Lai and leaned over to say a few words to him. Meng Lai smiled and nodded at Chen Chuan, then looked at Meng Shu and said, "Xiao Shu is here."
Meng Shu walked forward and bowed, "Grandpa."
Meng Lai nodded and said, "Xiaoshu, since you are here, please sit down first. We still have to wait for another guest."
Another guest?
Chen Chuan thought for a moment, could it be Meng Huang? That was very possible, but using the term "guest" did have a different meaning.
Aunt Yu then said, "Please sit down, all of you."
Chen Chuan didn't hesitate to nod his thanks and sat down on the long sofa at the side. He glanced outside and saw the square parking lot outside. Meng Xu was still there, seemingly waiting for someone.
Aunt Yu stopped by Jie Ping and said something. After a while, a middle-aged man with neatly combed hair and wearing a monocle walked in. Next to him, there was an old man with a cane. His face was full of age spots and his hair was sparse. He was supported by someone as he walked in.
Chen Chuan had read the general information of some people around Meng Lai and recognized that this was Meng Lai's personal lawyer Ma Guangming. He also had a deep impression of the other old man.
This is Meng Lai's great-uncle, Meng Zhenghuai, the oldest member of the Meng family. He is already 120 years old and relies entirely on medication to keep himself alive.
Aunt Yu walked over, waved away the servants, supported Meng Zhenghuai, and helped him sit down, saying, "Uncle, go slowly."
"I'm so old, I get out of breath after walking just a few steps."
After Meng Zhenghuai sat down, he tremblingly took out his hearing aid and put it on. He looked at Meng Lai and said, "Xiao Lai, I'm here. While my ears are still hearing, just tell me what you want to say."
Meng Lai smiled and said, "Uncle, you are not too old. If you are willing, I can arrange for an implant surgery for you. With the current technology, your body can also be adjusted at the same time."
Meng Zhenghuai waved his hand and shook his head. "I've said before, I won't pretend to be anything like that. I'm afraid if I continue, even my ancestors won't recognize me. I'm already very content to have lived this long."
Meng Lai did not persuade him any further. He looked at Ma Guangming and said, "Mr. Ma."
Ma Guangming bowed and said, "Mr. Meng, I'm here."
Meng Lai said, "I have invited two younger family members here today. They are both candidates I favor as heirs to the family. I have been observing them for a long time. Now that Xiaoshu has arrived, I will announce the first thing. Please write it down..."
Ma Guangming's face turned serious. He took out a document and a pen from his briefcase, looked at Meng Lai, and waited for him to continue.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room became quiet.
Meng Lai continued, "If Meng Huang doesn't come to this room within the stipulated time today, he will be deemed to have given up. I will then designate my granddaughter, Meng Shu, as the sole heir to the company."
Meng Shu sat there, she didn't show any particular excitement. She wasn't sure if this was her grandfather's comfort or if he had really made this decision.
But she knew how to maintain the appearance that her grandfather wanted to see, so there was no emotion on her face.
Meng Lai really seemed to like her performance, with a hint of satisfaction in the depths of his eyes.
Ma Guangming quickly wrote down what Meng Lai had just said on the document, then he raised his head and said with a slightly serious expression: "Mr. Meng, I have written down your words.
However, according to the agreed charter, any decision regarding succession made by Lord Meng must be confirmed and approved by the members of the Meng family and preserved in a written document.”
Meng Lai hummed. He picked up the teacup on the table, blew on it, and said slowly, "After today, I will announce it at the next family meeting."
Ma Guangming said respectfully, "Then there is no problem."
Meng Zhenghuai said, "Xiao Lai, I'm still here, even though I'm old. I'll be watching what happens today." He turned to look at Aunt Yu beside him, "Xiao Shu is the fourth son's daughter, right?"
Aunt Yu bent down slightly and said, "Yes, it's the fourth young master's daughter. Uncle, you have a very good memory."
Meng Zhenghuai chuckled, stroking his sparse beard and said, "Lao Si is a good child, Xiao Shu is also a good child. Xiao Lai, you decide on things, and your uncle will support you with the clan affairs."
Yan Yi, who was sitting on the side, glanced at Meng Lai who was sitting above, but quickly looked away and looked at Ma Guangming again.
Although it seemed that Meng Lai had made a choice, she did not feel that the situation had really changed. All this still depended on Meng Huang's actions. If Meng Huang could not be removed, these things could change at any time.
Giving subordinates long-term expectations is an essential skill for company managers. As a member of the management team, she knows deeply that only things that are truly implemented are of practical significance. Although some descriptions may look and sound good, they are just empty words before they are fulfilled.
Chen Chuan heard the conversation clearly. At this moment, he had a feeling that these words were not only spoken to Meng Shu, but also to him.
To be precise, he was speaking to the bureau behind him.
If so, he is regarded as the representative of the Bureau here.
But in fact, this is not wrong. When he came here today, the processing bureau gave him certain authority. The official letter of execution power was delivered together with those things yesterday, and he is carrying it with him now.
Ma Guangming filled out several copies of the document he had recorded, and handed it to Meng Lai for confirmation. After he finished confirming it, he took it back and followed Aunt Yu out. Not long after, Aunt Yu came back and nodded to Meng Lai.
Next, Meng Lai and Meng Zhenghuai talked about some things in the past, and occasionally asked about Meng Shu's life. They understood and cared about the younger generation like a real family elder, and the atmosphere seemed more harmonious than before.
Time passed by little by little. After waiting for more than half an hour, the appointed time soon arrived and the clock next to me began to ring.
Meng Zhenghuai stopped talking and narrowed his cloudy eyes.
Yan Yi unconsciously clenched his fingers.
After the last chime of the bell had fallen, before the lingering sound had died down, the living room door was pushed open and a man in his thirties walked in. He said in a joking tone as he walked in, "Oh, sorry, I'm late."
Chen Chuan looked over and found that this man looked somewhat similar to Meng Shu. His face was handsome, but his expression had a sense of freedom and unrestrainedness.
When the real person stood in front of him, he was actually a little different from the photo the processing bureau had given him. The most obvious difference was his height. Meng Huang was originally about 1.8 meters tall, definitely not over 2.1 meters tall like he is now.
Although many technologies and implants can achieve this effect nowadays, he is sure that Meng Huang will never use this method.
Moreover, the real people in power at the top of a company rarely use things like implants. They have better medicines and some unique means to improve their physical fitness and prolong their lifespan.
Meng Huang did not come alone. Behind him was a sturdy man wearing sunglasses. His arms were relatively short, but his limbs were extremely strong. Compared with Meng Huang in front, he seemed inconspicuous and was easily overlooked. After he came in, he just stood there motionless.
But he could feel that this person was not simple, and he was sure that he was a third-level fighter, who should be responsible for Meng Huang's personal security.
Meng Huang first glanced around the room, and after seeing Meng Shu and Meng Zhenghuai, he smiled, then moved his eyes to Meng Lai. There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, and then he went to an empty sofa and sat there with his legs crossed.
Meng Lai then said slowly: "You are late, but you are here anyway."
Meng Huang smiled nonchalantly and said, "Actually, I didn't want to come, especially in front of you. Oh. Please forgive me for saying this, because when I face you, I really can't muster any respect."
Meng Zhenghuai was sitting on one side. He had taken off his hearing aid since Meng Huang came in. Then he leaned on a cane, his head heaving, as if he was dozing off.
Yan Yi looked at Meng Lai in disbelief. She didn't expect Meng Huang to be so rude to Meng Lai, the helmsman of the company, and he didn't even bother to maintain the most superficial courtesy. Was it because he knew that he could not be the heir, so he gave up?
Meng Huang looked at Meng Shu again, "My dear sister, you don't know yet, do you?" He stretched out his hand and pointed at Meng Lai, "The person sitting in front of us is just a biological substitute with an implanted consciousness coordinator.
You think he is our grandfather? Don’t be ridiculous!
I even suspect that we have never seen the real him since we were young. In fact, the real him may have ceased to exist. Now, the only one controlling the company is a consciousness coordinator.
Are you willing to listen to the orders of a consciousness coordinator and let this thing decide the fate of the two of us? I don’t want to do that anyway.”
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(End of this chapter)
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