The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

In the meeting room of Xu Group, Mr. Xu and Xu Zehao sat on the main seats, one on each side. Mr. Xu had a gloomy face and did not speak.

Although Xu Zehao had an indifferent and lazy expression on his face, he had a very strong aura.

The other shareholders sitting in the conference room looked at each other, feeling so guilty that they didn't dare to breathe. The atmosphere was extremely weird.

Mr. Xu never imagined that the general manager's office of Xu Group would unanimously reject even his proposal. Until today, when he rushed to the company and wanted to understand the situation clearly, he found out that he had already been removed from office by the board of directors.

From the time he founded the Xu family until now, his words have been like imperial decrees. No one has ever dared to disobey him, and no one ever thought that this day would come.

He looked at the pile of share transfer documents on the table, his anger was out of control, his chest was heaving violently, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, "Good, very good, really good, you guys are really capable, why didn't I realize it before?"

"Such a large Xu company was actually being eaten away and acquired bit by bit right under my nose. What a trick to cut off the source of funds. Have I treated you badly? Ah, you actually teamed up to plot against me?" When he got emotional, he slammed the table viciously.

Faced with his thunderous rage, the shareholders in the conference room lowered their heads even more and remained silent. No one dared to speak out in defense.

The entire conference room was silent except for Mr. Xu's roar. Xu Zehao pursed his lips and remained silent. He raised his eyes with a cold face and glanced at the whole room. All he saw were pitch-black heads.

After a while, Xu Zehao opened his thin lips and said, "Okay, Grandpa, everyone here is an important figure in the Xu Group. Don't offend everyone. You said it was a bit too harsh. After all, the Xu Group is still owned by the Xu family, but the owner has changed since today. You are no longer the one in charge of the Xu Group."

"You all go out first. I will explain the share acquisition to the old man."

Wang Jian, who was sitting on the left and right sides of the major shareholder Guo Zhidong, heard Xu Zehao's voice, and heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and quickly got up and left.

The other small shareholders were all opportunists, and they scattered in all directions. The meeting room, which was originally full of people, was suddenly left with only Xu Zehao and his grandson.

Old Master Xu looked at the conference room that had been emptied in an instant and sneered self-deprecatingly, "Not bad, my dear grandson. It has only been a short time and the Xu family has been obeying your orders from top to bottom. You can disband it just like that. You really don't have to worry about my reputation at all."

Xu Zehao smiled contemptuously, "Grandpa, I have to thank you for my success in pulling you down from the position of chief director. I also have to thank you for giving me 10% of the shares later."

Mr. Xu was furious and kept staring at Xu Zehao, his tone full of sarcasm and unwillingness, "You are worthy of being my grandson, Xu Zhennan. I always think your father is a loser, but you are much more successful than your unpromising father."

"Tell me, when did you start plotting against me?"

"It's not a calculation, it can only be said that the times are changing, and the Xu family must keep up with the times. The alternation of day and night, the change of seasons, this is the law of nature. You are old, and it is time for you to retire. The business world is not suitable for you. Opportunities should be left to young people. Don't you agree, Grandpa?"

Xu Zehao looked at him with a sneer, with a fierceness in his eyes that he had never seen before. His seemingly young face showed a rare shrewdness and calculation, and even he was frightened by the sight of Xu Zehao like this.

"So, from the time you were suppressed by Guo Zhidong and Wang Jian, to the time you were humiliated when I invited you to dinner to seek reconciliation, to the time you pretended to be wronged in front of me, to humble yourself and obey me, to make me soft-hearted, sympathize with you, pity you, and give you shares, everything was just an act?"

Xu Zehao stood up and clapped his hands, chuckling, looking down at Old Man Xu, "It seems that you are not completely senile. Unfortunately, you know it too late. Everything is already a foregone conclusion and there is nothing you can do to change it."

"I really underestimated you. You even dealt with those two old foxes, and I was willing to transfer my shares to you."

"A man who knows the current situation is a hero, and a wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. They know better than you who is more suitable to take over the Xu family."

Old Master Xu sighed and closed his eyes helplessly, "Zehao, I'm so old now. Can't you wait a few more years? Why can't you let me enjoy my old age peacefully?"

"Enjoy your old age in peace? Do you deserve it? If you can kill even your closest relatives, don't you have nightmares at night?"

Mr. Xu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in shock, "What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about? My parents' death has something to do with you, right? It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but you are more cruel than an animal. You killed your own children, and you still want to enjoy your old age with peace of mind?" Xu Zehao restrained his pain, with hatred in his eyes, and questioned him harshly.

"Zehao, things are not what you think. I... Oh, forget it." Old Master Xu seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end he said nothing and waved his hands helplessly.

"It's not what I thought? Dongfeng Auto Repair Shop, do you remember?"

Mr. Xu's eyes flickered, his expression became unnatural, and he did not answer him.

"Do you still...remember the repairman you bribed?"

Mr. Xu's expression froze. Seeing that his conspiracy was exposed, he roared in anger: "Yes, I did it, so what? It's your mother who deserves to die."

Xu Zehao suddenly turned around, clenched his fists, and stared at him with wide eyes. The anger in his heart was burning fiercely in his chest, and his remaining rationality told him to stay calm.

"When your father was young, he liked to paint oil paintings. He often went to the countryside to shoot scenes by himself, carrying his painting board. By chance, he met your mother, and the two fell in love at first sight. But she was a real country girl, a farmer's daughter. She should have stayed in the countryside, done her duty, studied hard, worked hard, got married, had children, and lived a poor and ordinary life. But she fell in love with your father."

"Later, they secretly got together without my knowledge and gave birth to you. I tried to persuade your father to break up, but he refused. In order to be with you, he even moved out of the Xu family. He was afraid that I would find him, so he took you and lived in hiding. Later, I sent someone to find them. I gave her money and asked her to let your father go, but she refused to do so. She just wanted to be with your father."

"I gave her a chance, but she didn't want it. She was greedy and stubborn. She wanted to climb up the social ladder."

The more Mr. Xu spoke, the more emotional he became. He then angrily cursed, "Who the hell is she? She is unfaithful to her husband and pregnant before marriage. She even wants to marry into our Xu family because of her status as a mother and a son. How can such a lowly woman like her enter our Xu family?"

Xu Zehao's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. He roared with a sob, "So you want to kill them. Is money and power so important to you? More important than anything else?"

Mr. Xu followed up with an angry roar, "What do you know? A man without a sense of career and ambition, who spends all his time around women, what future can he have? He might as well just die."

Xu Zehao couldn't help but roar, "He is your biological son!"

Perhaps these words touched Mr. Xu deeply. His momentum weakened all of a sudden, and he wilted instantly. He closed his eyes and stopped talking. His eyes trembled uncontrollably, and his hands holding the cane turned white due to excessive force.

"If my father hadn't passed away, would you not want me too?" Xu Zehao continued to ask with red eyes.

"Yes, the lowly gene is inherited. You have that woman's blood in you. I hate that woman. If it weren't for her, Mu Bai wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have lost my son in middle age. Everything is that woman's fault."

Xu Zehao looked at him with compassion, "No, it was never my mother who killed my father. It was your obsession, your prejudice, and your snobbishness that despised the poor and loved the rich."

After Xu Zehao finished speaking, he walked out of the meeting room without looking back, leaving Mr. Xu sitting there with a look of resentment and unwillingness on his face.

Xu Zehao stopped when he passed by Butler Liu.

"Uncle Liu, push the old man back to the old house. Don't let him see anyone without my order, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Butler Liu, who was waiting at the door of the conference room, was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Got it, Master."

"Uncle Liu, how many years have you worked in the Xu family?"

"Master, I have been doing this for more than 30 years."

Xu Zehao nodded and looked at him coldly, with ambiguous emotions in his eyes, "Do it well, I won't treat you unfairly."

The housekeeper didn't dare to look at him directly. He was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything more. He just nodded and said "Okay, okay, okay."

Mr. Xu had been in charge of the Xu Group for many years, but he stepped down suddenly without any warning, causing panic among the Xu family members.