Zhang Boyan smiled and didn't speak.

Mrs. Zhang stood up, her thin fingers clenched her crutches, and her whole body trembled with anger: "you are doing this for that evil kind, aren't you? You have a heart to be angry with me, don't you?"

Then, she looked at him and showed a cold feeling in the corners of her mouth: "Boyan, don't force me to give you a hand. You should know that Boyu, you only hold 20% of the shares. I can pull you down from the throne of president at any time."

Compared with her excitement, Zhang Boyan has been very calm.

He whispered, "then pull it down."

He looked at her: "just right, I've been tortured by hatred for too long, mom, I'll thank you if you do so."

Mrs. Zhang ERAN.

Then she said, "don't you just guard against me when you privately hold shares in Mohs?"

Zhang Boyan's tone finally fluctuated slightly. He quickly walked to the French window and gave his mother a bleak back. His voice was also depressed: "Mom, what do you think our relationship is?"

Mrs. Zhang was stunned.

Zhang Boyan looked out of the window and his voice faded: "I often wonder if everything would be different without the car accident that year. Would you be like all ordinary mothers in the world..."

He turned his head and spewed out two words without expression: "love me!"

These two words almost broke Mrs. Zhang. She looked at her son in a daze and murmured, "mom knows you resent what happened when you were a child. Mom shouldn't hit you and Zhang Hua like that."

"Stop talking!" Zhang Boyan smiled faintly, his voice was very depressed and restrained: "if you think I am not qualified for president Boyu, please go ahead."

Mrs. Zhang just made cruel remarks, but now she is completely passive.

Boyan has only 20% of the shares in her hand, but she has only 20% in her hand.

There were still 10% in those years, which was not easy to fly... It was assigned from Wanshan's name in those years. Wanshan would not say where he went until he died. The company's finance has always been tight lipped. That man has worked in Boyu for many years and is a person Wanshan trusts.

Now she is unable to replace Zhang Boyan. Even if she holds more shares, what does she have?

She can't manage such a big company and doesn't have another capable son.

Zhongyu is the child she picked up. She can't give it to her.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang had to bow her head: "Boyan, you are the only son of your father and me. How can I give Boyu to others."

She paused: "I just hope God can accept that bastard Mo Ruhai to comfort your father at the time of heaven."

Zhang Boyan looked at her quietly: "what should be done, I will do it!"

That sense of powerlessness once again attacked Mrs. Zhang.

The son is capable, but he is too capable.

She is now very passive, whether in Boyu or in this mother child relationship... She makes concessions again and again, and she can't wait any longer.

She's afraid, she's afraid that if it's too late, she won't be able to master Zhang Boyan at all.

After Mrs. Zhang left, Zhang Hua came in and saw Mr. Zhang smoking in front of the French window.

Zhang Hua took the door and said softly, "president Zhang."

"My mother left?" Zhang Boyan's voice was very soft.

Zhang Hua nodded: "yes."

Then he approached and whispered, "Mr. Zhang, did the old lady find anything?"

[little ones, please recommend tickets ~ ~]

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