My seat.

Even a fool would understand what that means.

Especially since all the shareholders present are sharp-witted individuals; given the circumstances, they surely grasp the script at play.

I've heard the head of the Fujiwara Family is not in good health at the moment.

Is that why you're seizing power now?

Miss Fujiwara's business acumen is undeniable, but she has an irremediable fatal flaw.

No matter how outstanding, it doesn't change the fact that she is a woman!

Women cannot undertake great responsibilities!

Outsiders can see it clearly; how can Fujiwara Takuya not understand?

But what about the sworn bond of brotherly affection and sisterly respect?

Not long ago at the family festival, weren't they having pleasant conversations, enjoying themselves together?

Are women all like this?

Instantly turning hostile?

Fujiwara Takuya certainly doesn't understand women like Jiang Chen does, so he was unprepared and unable to accept it, unable to come to terms with being forced into a corner by his own sister, making his face appear extremely grim, unable to hide his displeasure.

"Who allowed you to come? Do you know what you're doing? Do you know who you are?"

Textbook-style soul-searching questions.

After the great shock came great stillness.

Everyone tacitly fell silent, quietly observing the siblings.

The internal situation of the Fujiwara Family is unclear to them, nor have they heard of any discord between the Fujiwara siblings.

But now an undeniable fact lies before them: these siblings are about to tear their relationship apart.

"If there are any concerns, you can report them to Father. Now, please step aside and don't waste everyone's time."

Fujiwara Li Ji spoke calmly, smiling amicably at the shareholders.

Father.

Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Takuya could no longer suppress himself; this meeting was far more lively than the signing ceremony at Nagatacho. Earlier, it was Jiang Chen's turn, and now it was his turn—the acknowledged successor of the Fujiwara Family—to lose composure, standing up abruptly with a loud slap on the meeting table.

"Impossible!"

Fujiwara Takuya's gaze was sharp as a knife. If it were just his sister being irrational, he wouldn't be this agitated; what made him lose control, even scared, were the implications hidden within her words.

"There's no way Father would make such a decision!"

In contrast, Fujiwara Li Ji maintained her elegance and poise, gracefully poised.

"If you have doubts, you can consult Father."

She responded.

Fujiwara Takuya's pupils shrank even more.

If it weren't for so many pairs of eyes watching, if they were alone, he might have already throttled Fujiwara Li Ji.

Such confidence undoubtedly couldn't be a false decree passed along; Fujiwara Takuya's eyes were malicious, hardly like he was looking at a relative. He suspected the private conversation Father had with her during the festival was problematic, his voice was low and sinister, "What kind of Love Potion did you give Father?"

Fujiwara Li Ji lowered her tone as well.

"What ability do I have to give Father Love Potion? Father is smarter than both of us. Every choice he makes is for the Fujiwara Family."

"Bullshit!"

Fujiwara Takuya's pupils turned red, "What qualifications do you have..."

Out of respect for the Fujiwara Family's status, no one disturbed their siblings' private conversation.

"And what about you?"

If Fujiwara Takuya was like dark clouds overshadowing the city, brewing storms, then Fujiwara Li Ji was like the gentle breeze and light drizzle.

"What qualifications do you have more than me?"

The peerless beauty, always in a disadvantaged position, stopped pretending to be weak, a shocking curve sketched on her stunning lips. She leaned slightly forward, moved closer, and whispered as softly as a mosquito.

"If not for that vile thing between your legs, you wouldn't be worth a thing, nor would you have the qualifications to be my opponent."

Fujiwara Takuya's gaze was needle-sharp; at this moment, he probably had no tender feelings or unspeakable desires for her; if his eyes could kill, Fujiwara Li Ji might not even have ashes left.

"The peace treaty has been signed in Nagatacho; from now on, the Fujiwara Family's shareholder rights in Yingdong Electric Power Company will be executed by me."

Fujiwara Li Ji stood tall, her smile restrained, her face showing little expression, as if issuing an order, unhurriedly she continued: "And the proposed establishment of the bilateral joint committee..."

Fujiwara Takuya suddenly paled, staring intently at her, but unfortunately, reality was brutally unforgiving.

"Sorry, that seat is also mine."

"You're lying! You bitch!"

Fujiwara Takuya could no longer care about the occasion; losing all pretense of being a gentleman, he openly cursed at his sister amidst shareholders and even important foreign guests.

And one can't blame him.

Losing Yingdong Electric Power was bearable.

But losing the position of chairman of the bilateral joint committee, which he thought was secure in his grasp, was an unbearable blow.

Facing his brother's insults, in such an embarrassing situation, Fujiwara Li Ji's composure was still commendable; her face remained unchanged as she ignored her emotionally distraught brother, instead looking at Jiang Chen and Cynthia.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Cynthia, thank you for your trust."

Heart-piercing words!

Fujiwara Takuya suddenly stiffened, then abruptly turned his head, looking incredulously at Feng Shi, who remained silent and uninvolved.

Shen Zhou Capital's choice of whom to support wasn't surprising.

But why...

"Miss Cynthia..."

She treated him with indifference, cold and unfeeling.

No doubt about it.

He had been abandoned by Feng Shi.

Or rather, Feng Shi never considered him important.

Initially, when he heard the Fujiwara Family was designated, Fujiwara Takuya automatically assumed it was him, only to find out it was just wishful thinking.

It was indeed the Fujiwara Family,

But the vast Fujiwara Family wasn't only him.

"Still not leaving? Everyone is waiting for the meeting."

Fujiwara Li Ji reminded.

Fujiwara Takuya's expression shifted again, pulling back his futile gaze from the indifferent western financiers before he instinctively looked at Jiang Chen and then at his sister.

"Fujiwara Li Ji, you really are ruthless. What price did you pay to make the people of Shen Zhou support you?"

Fujiwara Li Ji similarly lowered her voice again, "What do you think?"

"The most direct, effective means a woman uses against men; what do you think it is?"

Fujiwara Takuya's breath hitched.

"That night, on the Yamanote Highway, then, I was also in the car."

Fujiwara Takuya's pupils suddenly enlarged.

Fujiwara Li Ji pulled out the chair.

Fujiwara Takuya's breathing was heavy, his hands clenched and relaxed, repeatedly. It was unknown what intense mental struggle he went through not to erupt completely to grab someone by the collar for a 1V1 showdown, he nodded slightly and truly vacated the seat.

As he walked out, he brushed past Fujiwara Li Ji and left his words.

"You really are a bitch."

Fujiwara Li Ji's curve was vivid, inaudibly moving her lips, only audible to them, she replied, "You're right, I'm just his bitch."

Fujiwara Takuya paused in his steps.

Then.

Continued outward.

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