Calmly watching as the people in the room gradually found their seats.
Gu Mi sat down next to Gu Mai without any hesitation, seemingly already knowing what was going to happen next.
He leaned back comfortably in his chair, exuding the air of a homeowner.
The air around them seemed to freeze, as if waiting for someone to break the silence.
Gu Mai glanced around at the people present and, unsurprisingly, saw some familiar faces.
She spoke softly, "It seems you all made a special trip to Sige today to discuss something important with me?"
He emphasized the word "discuss," conveying the inherent pressure of being in the main seat.
The people below exchanged glances before someone else spoke up, "We heard that the head of the family is planning to withdraw the business from Jiangcheng and bring the group's focus back to China."
Gu Mai tapped his fingers lightly on the table, listening to the rustling discussions that had suddenly arisen below because of this matter.
"Is that really the plan? But I heard from someone that the proposal is still under discussion, so the news shouldn't have reached the branch group so quickly, right?"
Gu Mai did not deny his plan, and even politely reminded the person who had just spoken.
The man was silent for a moment after being asked the question, before someone else chimed in, "It doesn't matter where you heard it from, but hearing it from your own mouth, Master, is certainly accurate information. We want to know why? Why are you withdrawing those businesses? Expanding the Jiangcheng market was the old Master's last wish and also a medical order for the new Master. By doing this, you're going against the old Master's original intentions."
"They're even using the old patriarch to pressure me," Gu Mai sneered, and had his assistant project a densely packed list of data onto the wall of the reception room.
He turned around in his chair before slowly speaking, "I'm afraid you won't understand, so I'll find someone to explain it to you."
He nodded in acknowledgment, and his assistant immediately began interpreting the data on the screen.
Wait until the data on the screen has completed one full rotation.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and no one below spoke again.
Gu Mai then continued, "Even when expanding into new markets, we must pay attention to the revenue-to-investment ratio. I think I don't need to explain this much. Not to mention the maturity and saturation of Jiangcheng's market development in various fields, no one mentions the mismatch between the group's business and the development of the Jiangcheng market anymore. Why did the old patriarch consider such a place his last wish, but instead took over the Jiangcheng market while he was in power? Do you all understand?"
The resounding response was followed by a moment of silence from the crowd, but soon someone shouted in dissatisfaction, "What you're saying is questioning the old patriarch's investment direction and vision."
He dismissed it, saying, "There's no need to label me like that. Since you've come all this way specifically for this matter, why don't you all tell me what solutions you've come up with for this business issue?"
The lively discussion that had been going on just moments before fell silent after Gu Mai posed the question.
On the contrary, Gu Mi, who was standing to the side, was getting restless and kept glancing at the old men who had been surrounding him.
Now they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Those who had been preparing to attack him were restrained by those around them.
The fingers tapping on the table stopped. "Since there are no better ideas, everyone can just wait for the results of the proposal discussion. After all, the interests of the group are also the interests of each branch. Everyone should at least agree on this. Dismissed."
The last three words were spoken while looking at Gu Mi.
Their eyes met, and the people sitting below gradually left the reception room until everyone had left.
Gu Mai also got up to leave, but Gu Mi shouted anxiously after everyone had left, "You're going against the old man's last wishes. I can let you step down from this position."
"Heh," Gu Mi scoffed, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant.
He turned around and looked at the person still sitting there. "My dear brother, do you really think they want to help you rise to the top? How old are you? Still so naive?"
"Besides..." he deliberately paused, "Do you think that without me, you could have become the head of the family after all those things you did?"
"You! I don't know what you're talking about?"
Gu Mai turned and walked in his direction, around behind his seat. Gu Mi tried to get up, but he gently pressed him back down.
He whispered in his ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If I hadn't kept it a secret, you would have been the first person they trampled underfoot because you killed the old man. Instead of arguing with me, you should focus on doing your job well. Maybe I'll hand over my position to you when I'm no longer involved."
His words pierced his ears, one by one, sending a chill down his spine.
"No..."
"Alright, consider today's incident as you being willful. I've played along with you time and time again. It's time to behave, isn't it?"
After saying this, Gu Mai left with his men.
When Gu Mi heard him say the old man's story, his back was covered in sweat. He was indeed panicked. But if Gu Mai really had evidence, then everything he had gained would be gone.
Gu Mi sat in the reception room for a long time until a servant came in to ask for permission to clean, which finally brought Gu Mi's chaotic thoughts to a complete end.
Gu Mai returned to his study and rubbed his slightly sore eyes and throbbing temples.
I opened the drawer and saw the blank business card and the medicine bottle lying quietly to the side.
He left the manor.
The car stopped at the address on the business card, and I sat in the car for a while.
Lately, the woman's silhouette has been appearing more and more frequently, but no matter how much investigation is conducted within the manor, nothing has been found.
Gu Mai was somewhat impressed by the old man's ability to keep his mouth shut. Since he could conceal the matter so perfectly, he was determined to find out the truth.
Pushing open the door, I saw Vivian looking at a magazine and drinking coffee.
His relaxed demeanor and somewhat unprofessional manner made Gu Mai unconsciously frown.
God knows how Vivian has been getting by these past few months. Song Xingyao didn't want her studio to close down directly, since they had agreed that she would come back after finishing the project, but recently she couldn't even get through to her by phone, except for the regular salary transfers.
But Vivian thought about it and still maintained a high level of professionalism. She went to work and left work on time every day, occasionally hired someone to do a thorough cleaning, and did her own things at the front desk when no one was visiting.
The rare visitor helped her regain her work rhythm, and she quickly got up to greet him.
"Hello sir, are you here for a consultation?"
Gu Mai looked him up and down. "Excuse me, is Skye here? I'd like to consult her about hypnotherapy."
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