At this mont, the only young person present who hadn’t clapped stood up, "What you all said is correct, but what if Bai Haoxue isn’t dead?"
What if Bai Haoxue isn’t dead?
Bai Xiongan recalled the scene at the Bai Family villa today where Bai Haoxue caused a commotion and ntioned those three conditions, and his face turned pale.
However, Bai Xiongan, being soone who had seen much of the world, quickly composed himself and, with tears streaming, said, "Young Master Shen, I also wish that my poor niece hadn’t died. She died so young, yet her death was so tragic. Not only was she burned by raging fire, but the yacht also exploded, leaving no remains."
What Bai Xiongan said was quite tactful; it conveyed sadness, regret, and the death of his niece, establishing the image of a good uncle while also insisting that Bai Haoxue could not possibly be alive.
Shen Nancheng sneered, "Chairman Bai, please face my question. What I’m asking is, if Bai Haoxue is still alive, what would you do?"
"Young Master Shen, Miss Bai cannot still be alive. Didn’t you see the video back then?" one of the shareholders chid in.
Shen Nancheng glanced at that shareholder, then fixed a sharp gaze on Bai Xiongan, saying each word clearly, "Director Bai, please answer my question!"
One of the older shareholders remarked, "Director Bai, is this question so difficult to answer?"
Bai Xiongan, cornered, could only plaster on a smile and said, "Of course it’s not difficult to answer. I was just thinking about my poor niece Haoxue, and for a mont I couldn’t speak."
As Bai Xiongan spoke, tears involuntarily flowed, moving those who watched.
"If Haoxue hasn’t died, if Haoxue has returned, I would naturally step down and make way, handing everything over to her. Haoxue is the only heir of the Cheng Group! The reason I’m in this position is just to guard it for my poor niece’s family. Otherwise, at my age, I would have long gone ho to enjoy family happiness with my wife and children. Why would I still be exhausting myself for the group?"
"Chairman Bai, are you sure your niece is really dead?"
Suddenly, the door to the conference room was pushed open, and reporters sward in, snapping photos of Bai Xiongan non-stop.
Bai Xiongan, his voice choked and heart painful beyond words, deeply bowed three tis to the crowd of reporters. Bai Youran and Zhang Qin, who followed the reporters in, also bowed three tis, their family’s actions silencing many reporters.
Bai Xiongan apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry everyone. Because of the company, we haven’t dared to announce Haoxue’s death."
Zhang Qin cried even more sorrowfully, "We really didn’t intentionally lie. The company is the only thing left by my sister-in-law’s family of three. My husband vowed to defend it for them at all costs."
"Dear reporters, if you want to bla soone, bla . I’m the culprit for not allowing the announcent of Haoxue’s death. It has nothing to do with my parents, and certainly nothing to do with the uncles present."
Bai Youran wept like a pear blossom in the rain, "They chose not to announce it for the company, for the group, to ensure thousands of employees wouldn’t lose their jobs. And I asked for it not to be announced because I can’t accept that my beautiful sister has passed away. I can’t accept it. I’d rather believe she’s sick, that she’s recovering abroad. I believe that one day she’ll co back."
"So, are you three convinced that Bai Haoxue is dead?"
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