Bai Tang's move directly stunned everyone present. The crowd watched her in fear, hardly daring to breathe—terrified that the electric baton might come crashing down on them.
Bai Chengfeng's face darkened, his hands clenched into fists, seething with rage, yet he couldn't utter a single word. His eyes locked onto the girl before him, who now exuded an overwhelming presence. In her, he saw a chilling bloodlust and menace. This wasn't a bluff. It was a clear message: provoke her, and there would be dire consequences. So this was what his good-for-nothing daughter had learned outside, running with those thugs?
Ignoring Bai Chengfeng's probing, furious gaze, Bai Tang spoke calmly: "Alright, since everyone's settled down, let's officially start the meeting!" She rested the electric baton on the table, slipping back into her usual nonchalant demeanor. Yet the oppressive aura radiating from her kept everyone silent.
"Before my eighteenth birthday, all my shares were managed by my father, Bai Chengfeng. Now that I'm of age, according to our previous agreement, he must return every single share to me." "In other words, starting today, I hold the largest stake in this company!"
Bai Chengfeng stared coldly at her. "What do you know? Besides shares, do you understand management? And those shares—how can you claim you have more than me?"
Bai Tang tilted her head, a playful smirk curling her lips. "Do you think I came here today just to chat?"
As her words fell, Lawyer Zhang entered from the doorway. He presented all the documents, clearly proving that Bai Tang now held the majority stake in the company.
"Now, I'll say just one thing." Bai Tang's lips curved as her gaze locked onto Bai Chengfeng, meeting his furious eyes with a cheerful smile. "Chairman Bai, it's time for you to retire."
Bai Chengfeng slammed his hand on the table, rising to glare at her. "Bai Tang, I'm your father!"
"We've already severed our father-daughter relationship." Bai Tang smiled sweetly, leaning slightly forward as she tapped the electric baton lightly on Bai Chengfeng's shoulder. Her red lips parted, each word deliberate: "The relationship between us now can be summed up in one phrase: the victor is king, the loser is the outlaw." "And I, Bai Tang, am the king. You, Bai Chengfeng... are the outlaw."
The crowd swallowed nervously, remaining silent. Bai Chengfeng's face grew increasingly ugly. He shoved the baton off his shoulder, glaring furiously, then turned to the other shareholders. "What about you? What do you think?"
Bai Tang said nothing, tapping the baton rhythmically on the table. The dull thuds echoed like strikes against everyone's hearts. Those who wanted to speak were too intimidated by this thuggish aura to voice a word. After all, they'd been summoned abruptly, unprepared. And with such brute force threatening them, no one dared to speak up.
Bai Chengfeng was so furious he wanted to flip the table. He shot Bai Tang a cold glare. "We'll see about that!"
Bai Tang lifted her chin, flashing him a bright, innocent smile. "You probably won't last much longer either."
Bai Chengfeng stormed out of the meeting room in a rage. The remaining crowd stayed silent, afraid to speak.
Bai Tang swept her gaze over them, smiling warmly. "You've all worked hard. How about I treat everyone to afternoon tea?"