Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 56 That Cannon Fodder in a Male-Oriented Novel 11

Lin Pianyue walked into the study. She looked at Pei's father, who looked exhausted, and felt a little flustered.

They had agreed that Zilang would take over the company soon, but suddenly they said they needed to think about it some more. This won't do.

Looking at Lin Pianyue carrying the soup, Pei's father asked with some annoyance, "What's wrong?"

Lin Pianyue noticed Pei's father's attitude. She placed the soup in front of him and stood behind him to massage his temples.

"Honey, the doctor told you to get more rest, why are you staying up late again?"

Pei's father leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Isn't it true that I have to teach Zilang quickly? Of course, I have to worry more."

He initially thought Pei Zilang was unwilling to learn, but then he realized that he was truly stupid, and he began to regret having been so lenient with him before.

Lin Pianyue smiled gently: "It's okay, my husband. Zilang may be a little slow to learn, but he's willing to work hard."

"When he got home today, he said he would cook for you himself, because he was afraid you would think he was clumsy."

Pei's father was amused by Lin Pianyue's words: "I don't even dare to eat the dishes he makes. This kid is always making all sorts of nonsense."

Even so, the expression on his face softened somewhat.

Lin Pianyue sighed silently in her heart. She had already heard that Pei Qizhan had secured several major projects, and the shareholders in the company had become much more accustomed to him.

Zilang is stupid, and Ayin has been making a fuss with her lately, insisting that she also wants to join the Pei family. It's giving her a real headache.

As another day began, Pei was still busy.

Recently, the Pei family was working on a cross-border merger and acquisition project. When they submitted the proposal to Pei Zilang, he rejected Pei Qizhan's proposal without even looking at it.

Although he didn't understand these things, he just didn't want Pei Qizhan to be smug.

The secretary looked at Pei Zilang, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. The eldest young master's proposal was quite good, but he didn't know why the young master had rejected it so easily.

The heads of other departments looked rather displeased at Pei Zilang's casual manner.

"Manager, why don't you take a look at this proposal first?" The person on the other end frowned.

Pei Zilang was getting impatient and was about to yell at someone when the conference room door suddenly opened.

He stared blankly at the person who walked in through the door: "What are you doing here?"

Her surname isn't Pei.

Song Xianyin sat at the head of the conference table. She placed her bag on the table, looked at Pei Qizhan standing on the stage, and raised her chin: "You can continue."

Pei Qizhan's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he quickly looked away and continued to present his proposal.

“Valdemar Group has ample experience in these areas. If we can reach a cooperation agreement with them, the Pei family will definitely be able to quickly turn a profit after the merger…”

Pei Zilang scoffed, "Nonsense! What if it doesn't make a profit? Can you take responsibility?"

The woman in the suit next to him rubbed her temples in exasperation. What a stupid question.

Pei Qizhan put down the documents and quietly looked at the others in the conference room: "Does anyone else have any other ideas?"

The head of the investment banking department in the corner said timidly, "I think this is pretty good."

This isn't a project proposal, it's more like a power struggle among nine princes, even though the CEO only has two sons.

Pei Qizhan looked at Pei Zilang, who looked displeased, and said, "If the general manager has any better proposals, he can share them."

Everyone else silently turned their gaze to Pei Zilang, who remained silent with a stern face.

A hint of mockery flashed in Pei Qizhan's eyes, "Stupid as a pig."

He politely nodded to the others in the conference room: "In that case, then..."

"Pei Qizhan, isn't your proposal a bit too outdated?" Song Xianyin's voice was somewhat abrupt.

The meeting room fell silent. The others looked at each other, silently trying to make themselves less noticeable.

“I think acquiring Nexora Technologies would be better. It has strong R&D capabilities and a large user base. After the acquisition is successful, Pei’s can quickly improve its competitiveness in the industry.”

Song Xianyin pushed Pei Qizhan aside and put her data into the computer.

Pei Qizhan glanced at her and obediently stood in the position against the wall.

The projector played the data and case studies that Song Xianyin had found. She looked at Pei Qizhan with disdain and took the opportunity to put him down.

"What we need now is strategic investment for the future, not conservative choices for short-term gains."

Pei Zilang was stunned, since he hadn't heard much about either of these companies.

Song Xianyin's gaze swept over the employees below. Those she targeted silently lowered their heads. She crossed her arms and asked in a slightly threatening tone, "Whose proposal do you think is better?"

The investment banking director's eyes lit up when he heard Song Xianyin's proposal, but the proposal was also very risky.

He thoughtfully suggested, "Perhaps the two proposals can be combined."

But no one paid any attention to him.

Song Xianyin's presence was too intimidating, and the other employees all said they needed to go back and think about it some more.

Song Xianyin snatched the proposal from Pei Qizhan's hand. The more she looked at it, the more confident she felt. She said arrogantly, "Pei Qizhan, you're not that great after all."

She called out to the investment banking manager who was about to sneak away: "You must be the investment banking manager. Now take me to your office. I'm your new assistant."

The investment banking manager's face turned pale instantly. Another nepotism case had come in. This guy wasn't here to be his assistant; he was here to be his ancestor.

He glanced at Pei Qizhan's reaction and noticed that he was staring intently at Song Xianyin.

Oh no, now it's a three-way struggle for the throne. Will he be forced to choose sides?

Pei Zilang looked at the empty conference room, his face extremely annoyed. He was usually the one in the spotlight, but today the two of them had stolen the show.

What's going on with Song Xianyin? Didn't her mother say she wouldn't let her join the Pei family?

Pei Zilang suddenly felt clearly that he had lost power. Pei Qizhan was watching his position, and could Song Xianyin be watching his position as well...?

Pei Zilang bit her lip. It shouldn't be like that. She was a woman, and she wasn't even her father's child. Her father would never do such a thing.

This project involves a strategic transformation for the Pei family and ultimately requires a shareholder vote. Song Xianyin specially arranged a dinner to discuss this matter with them.

Song Xianyin came with great force. What happened in the conference room that morning had already spread throughout the company, and the shareholders naturally knew why she had come.

Pei Zilang originally wanted to go with her, but Song Xianyin scolded him and drove him away.

She has never been a generous person. This is her proposal, and she will not let Pei Zilang get a share of it.

Laughter filled the private room as Song Xianyin laughed along with them while silently cursing the group of pot-bellied middle-aged men in her heart.

No wonder the Pei family is declining more and more obviously. How could things not get worse when they're being managed by these old fogies?