My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Friday is fast approaching.

Previously, Li Bo had his secretary set the shareholders' meeting for next Friday. Although he returned early from his trip to Australia, things deviated slightly from Li Bo's expectations—Zhou Yanshao was injured, and his return to Northern Europe was postponed.

This should have been the time for Zhou Yanshao to return to Northern Europe.

The shareholders' meeting couldn't be delayed. Li Bo originally didn't want Zhou Yanshao to see the cold-blooded scene when he took control of Zhihuai, but now, he seemed to have no better way out.

Li Bo got up early, wearing a shirt and vest, a tie, and a trench coat draped over his arm. When he came downstairs, breakfast was already laid out on the table, and the doctor was sitting opposite him.

The doctor smiled and said, "Good morning, Mr. Bo."

The doctor was unclear about the relationship between Li Bo and Zhou Yanshao, only knowing that the two seemed to be very close, which was quite abrupt. It was rather strange that Li Bo could steal Zhou Yanshao's inheritance and still maintain such a peaceful relationship with him.

The doctor naively viewed things based on outside speculation, but he didn't show it too much. After all, he stayed in Xizi Bay for work, and when working, he shouldn't speculate too much about the patient's family relationships.

"Good morning." Li Bo placed a pair of black leather gloves aside as he sat down.

It was snowing in the capital. Li Bo, wearing black velvet gloves, was clearly about to go out. He hadn't left Xizi Bay for the past two days, staying there to take care of Zhou Yanshao.

"Is Mr. Bo going out?"

"Hmm." Li Bo ate a cherry politely. "Will Yan Shao's injury take a long time to heal?"

As Li Bo ate a cherry, his Adam's apple bobbed. The doctor happened to glance at him and noticed the dense, obvious hickeys on Li Bo's neck. For the aloof CEO to have such excessive marks left on him, it was clear that Li Bo's lover was either very pampered or very domineering.

The doctor looked away: "It will take some time; you can't ski for at least a month."

"Okay." Li Bo ate a little something, put on his trench coat, and went out.

Uncle Liu was already waiting at the door. Li Bo hadn't left Xizi Bay since his last visit to the Li family. Uncle Liu was a little worried, but seeing the hickeys on Li Bo's neck, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

So she has a lover.

"Uncle Liu, go to the rented room, I need to get a document."

"it is good."

When the car arrived at its destination, Li Bo took out the notarized certificate of inheritance and the handwriting analysis report, and carrying a thick stack of documents, went to Zhihuai alone. When he arrived at the Zhihuai building, the media swarmed in.

Only insiders know about the Zhihuai shareholders' meeting. The media certainly cannot enter the meeting room, but it is too easy to take some photos and fabricate some news based on rumors.

Today's shareholders' meeting is bound to be a bloodbath, aimed at Li Bo, and they'll tear him to shreds.

When Li Bo first joined the company, Uncle Zeng, Zhou Huiyuan's former secretary, came to pick him up.

"Mr. Bo."

"Mm." Li Bo was escorted into the elevator. The media personnel were stopped at the door. Only Uncle Zeng and Li Bo were in the elevator. It was quiet except for the sound of even breathing.

Uncle Zeng habitually looked down, his gaze lingering on Li Bo to his right. Li Bo was dressed formally, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and was refined and handsome. Uncle Zeng felt an inexplicable sense of fear towards the man in front of him.

Uncle Zeng had followed Zhou Huiyuan for two or three decades and knew that Zhou Huiyuan was ruthless and decisive. It was strange that such an extremely intelligent person would fall seriously ill before his death and actually leave all his inheritance to Li Bo.

The elevator reached the top floor of the building, and Li Bo stopped at the door of the conference room.

Uncle Zeng took two steps forward and pushed open the conference room doors on both sides. The conference room was almost full, with three empty seats remaining. Li Bo calmly and unhurriedly entered and sat in the main seat.

The meeting was scheduled for 9:30 a.m.

Li Bo looked at his watch, waiting for time to pass.

At 9:30, not everyone had arrived yet. Li Bo gave Zeng Shu a look, signaling him to close the door. The notice had been sent out a week in advance, and those who hadn't arrived hadn't submitted a written application for the online meeting, thus automatically forfeiting their right to vote.

Just as Uncle Zeng reached the door, a resolute and handsome man in his fifties, with graying temples, strode in, leaning on a cane. As soon as he entered, most of the people in the conference room stood up, looking at him with utmost respect.

Li Bo recognized this person; he was Zhou Qian, Zhou Huiyuan's older brother.

Zhou Qian was the second-in-command at Zhihuai and was originally the person who should have been in charge of Zhihuai. However, due to an injury to his legs in his early years, which made it difficult for him to walk, and the fact that Zhou Huiyuan had a great talent for business, he was stripped of his power. After Zhou Huiyuan took over Zhihuai, Zhou Qian rarely attended the shareholders' meetings.

He's here today; he's clearly been conserving his energy for a long time and wants to regain power.

"Brother Qian." A distant relative of the Zhou family pulled out a chair for Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian sat down, while most of the others were still standing. He waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

The crowd then sat down.

Soon after, Uncle Xiang arrived, looking rather unwell.

There was still one seat left at the conference table, so Li Bo didn't wait any longer. He asked Uncle Zeng to close the door and proceed with the proper inheritance process according to company law and inheritance law. As long as half of the shareholders voted in favor at the meeting, Li Bo could smoothly pass the decision, obtain the shares left by Zhou Huiyuan, and become the true head of Zhihuai.

If the decision is not passed, Li Bo's estate will be purchased at the shareholders' meeting.

Li Bo came today with confidence.

After all, not long ago, everyone knew about his murder of his brother to seize power.

Li Bo's ruthlessness is chilling.

At the same time... Li Cheng was also Li Bo's pledge of loyalty to Zhou Huiyuan.

Having obtained this pledge of loyalty, Li Bo was able to gain the emperor's favor.

The voting was conducted by name. Li Bo was not acquainted with the Zhou family on the surface and had no vested interests or business dealings with them, so there was no need for him to recuse himself. Those who agreed raised their hands, those who disagreed clenched their fists, and those who abstained remained silent. Uncle Zeng took notes from the side.

Thirteen shareholders attended today's shareholders' meeting. Uncle Xiang abstained, making it a tie at six to six. Uncle Zeng calculated the shareholding of each shareholder to arrive at the final result.

Li Bo frowned. Uncle Xiang's abstention was unexpected. Perhaps Uncle Xiang was unhappy that he had injured Zhou Yanshao and had lost trust in him, or perhaps there were other reasons.

Li Bo was very clear about Zhihuai's shareholding structure.

Zhou Qian held the most shares, and he and his associates all refrained from voting. In addition, Uncle Xiang abstained from voting. There's no need to calculate anymore; the result is already clear.

Uncle Zeng had just calculated the result and was about to show it to Li Bo when the door was pushed open and a familiar figure walked in.

Zhou Yanshao, with a trench coat draped over his shoulders and bandages on his hands, slowly walked to the remaining seats and sat down, chin raised.

Zhou Yanshao was followed by Wan Zhong's secretary.

Wan Zhong was also one of Zhihuai's shareholders. When Zhou Huiyuan married Wan Tongzhi, the dowry included shares in Zhihuai, which was a symbol of the good relationship between the two families.

This shareholding was originally in Wan Zhong's hands, but now it is in Zhou Yanshao's hands.

Wan Zhong's secretary placed the equity transfer agreement on the table, nodded, and left the meeting room.

Zhou Yanshao crossed his legs and said casually, "Sorry I'm a little late."

Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao, his breath hitched, and a dull pain shot through his heart.

Zhou Yanshao glanced at Li Bo: "Could you please explain the voting rules again?"

Uncle Zeng paused for two seconds, nodded, and repeated the rules.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Yanshao raised his hand, agreeing to Li Bo inheriting Zhihuai's shares.

Zhou Qian frowned at the documents on Zhou Yanshao's desk and snapped, "Yanshao, you're simply ridiculous!"