The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 487
Qi Jinyu showed a fake smile, “Sorry, brother, I was distracted just now.”
After saying that, he turned to Jiang Luoluo, reluctantly gritted his teeth and shouted, “Sister-in-law.”
Qi Jinheng then rolled his eyes.
With this signal, the atmosphere in the conference hall became harmonious.
Only Qi Jinyu bit his back teeth and hid his vicious eyes like a vicious dog.
Let Qi Jinheng be proud for a while longer.
After this meeting is over, he will be pulled down from the position of the person in power. Not to mention that the past glory will no longer exist, even if he is alive, he will not let him live a good life… The
topic of the change of the person in power. was lifted up again.
The old man was still drinking tea there, and even asked the servant to change the pot of water for him in a leisurely manner.
Seeing that the old man didn’t care, Qi Jinyu raised his eyes and looked at Qi Jinheng with a smile,
“Brother, I’m not trying to compete with you for this position. It’s because of the popularity that I have the courage to compete with you.”
“Grandpa also did it when he was young. I have said that healthy competition is an inexhaustible driving force for the progress of an enterprise. My eldest brother has been taught by his grandfather since he was a child, so he shouldn’t object to what he said, right?”
Qi Jinyu showed a hypocritical expression and looked at Qi Jinheng with a smile.
His eldest brother, who has had everything going smoothly since childhood, has looked down on himself since he was a child.
In the past, as long as he wanted something, he could just ask for it.
But now, the same thing he wanted was snatched from him by someone he looked down upon. With Qi Jinheng’s aloof and arrogant look, he must have felt that he was not even worthy of competing with him.
Better to be angry.
Be a little more irritable, a little more domineering.
In this way, you can show your ambition.
Qi Jinyu looked at the other party expectantly, his masked face and smile becoming more and more hypocritical.
His good brother looked over with his eyes slightly lowered, with the familiar look of an ant again, his dark pupils like a streak of ink that couldn’t be blurred, fixed on him.
“Of course.”
Qi Jinheng replied calmly, with a calm expression on his noble face.
Qi Jinyu was a little disappointed, but the next words made his eyes become wild again.
“Let’s go through the process.”
The man with a handsome and sharp face raised his eyebrows and said in a calm voice,
“You can vote.”
Qi Jinyu was overjoyed.
In the past half month, he has bribed most people with coercion and inducement, and the voting result is just a definite choice for him.
The fruits of victory were waving to him. Qi Jinyu stood up and gathered the hem of his suit,
“I accept it, brother.”
Chapter 422 The poor boy was forcibly taken away by his fiancé’s boss brother 44
The procedure for changing the head of the Qi family remains the same It’s the ancient voting system.
Qi Jinyu stood up immediately and took the voting card from his assistant. With a smile on his face, he sent it to the uncles and brothers below one by one.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and countless eyes fell on Qi Jinheng with vague expectations.
The man at the center of their gaze did not raise his eyes, only his index finger resting on the wooden tabletop lightly tapped the tabletop.
Countless sharp and shrewd eyes were instantly withdrawn. As if they had received an order, they wrote the words “Qi Jinyu” on the voting card with a pen.
After 20 minutes, the voting results were announced on the spot.
Qi Jinyu defeated Qi Jinheng with an overwhelming advantage of 18:8.
He smiled so hard that he couldn’t close his mouth. He hugged the voting card and kissed it several times. His loud voice echoed throughout the chamber, and he laughed very heartily.
“Brother, I’m really sorry.”
Qi Jinyu smiled hypocritically at Qi Jinheng. This time, he finally walked over with his back straight, looked at his elder brother condescendingly, and said word by word:
“You lose.”
Sit down. The man on the chair raised his eyelids. Those eyelids were very thin, with deep wrinkles, and his handsome features were extremely deep. When he raised his eyes to look at people, they always gave people an inhuman sharpness.
This fierce sense of oppression is as powerful as a sword coming from the battlefield at dusk.
