"You, what do you think you are?" The middle-aged man who was scolded was clearly somewhat panicked. The murderous intent revealed by Ye Shikai was like someone holding a knife to his neck; it was a fear from deep within the heart, even if it was merely a look in the eyes.
"Chairman Yang, please don't be angry." Su Qingyu stood up, hurrying to soothe the middle-aged man surnamed Yang.
"Young man, you must be the husband mentioned by the President," said a man with graying temples who stepped forward at this moment. He appeared older than the previous man, and Ye Shikai recognized him as one of the major shareholders of Tianya Group, named Zhang Song.
"Hello." Ye Shikai, somewhat impatiently, reached out his hand. After the handshake with Zhang Song, the latter's face turned cold immediately.
"Young man, with so many shareholders here, even if you're the President's husband, you should have some manners," Zhang Song said coldly, as if an elder was rebuking a junior.
