Grandpa Mo was in a bad mood because of Mo Beichen's hospitalization. Fortunately, Mo Donglin had suddenly changed his personality recently. He had taken on a lot of matters in the company and handled them all quite well.
This made Grandpa Mo feel much more at ease.
Both of his sons were so outstanding, so Grandpa Mo was relieved.
However, one day, just after Mo Donglin had accompanied Grandpa Mo for dinner, he looked at Grandpa Mo seriously.
"Grandpa, you've seen my abilities these days. I'd like to apply to be the president of the branch company. No matter what others say about me, I'm truly the eldest son of the Mo family. Now that the third brother is ill, I think it's only natural for me to take on some responsibilities."
Grandpa Mo looked at Mo Donglin with relief: "I'm really glad that you can think like this. In the future, if you two brothers each manage a company, I'll be at ease."
Mo Donglin remained calm despite the praise. He continued, "Grandpa, to be honest, do you think I can only be the third brother's right - hand man? This time when I go to the branch company, I believe I have the ability to win the biggest project of the group this quarter. If I can do it, I hope you can treat me fairly. It's not my fault that I'm an illegitimate child. I think I also have the right to get more shares."
When Mo Beichen was 18, Grandpa Mo had already given him quite a few shares.
Mo Donglin, on the other hand, only got 5%.
This obvious disparity had led to rumors within the group that Mo Beichen was the one who would inherit the company in the future.
This had also put Mo Donglin, as the eldest son, in an awkward position in the company. It was more like he was building a kingdom for Mo Beichen rather than truly managing the company.
Grandpa Mo didn't say a word, but the sandalwood prayer beads in his hand stopped turning.
"Grandpa." Mo Donglin called out softly, his voice full of unspeakable sorrow.
Grandpa Mo felt a twinge in his heart and sighed, "Fine, fine. If you want to prove your strength, go ahead. This time, if you can win this overseas deal, Grandpa promises to transfer 10% of the shares to you."
Initially, Mo Beichen had 10% of his father's shares and 5% from Grandpa Mo. Later, with his own strength, he got another 20% from Grandpa Mo. It could be said that Mo Beichen already had 35% of the shares.
Mo Donglin thought quietly. Even if he succeeded this time, his shares would still be less than Mo Beichen's.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."
This time, he was determined to get this rare 10% of the shares.
With Grandpa Mo's promise, that very night, Mo Donglin went abroad in person.
No one knew what methods he used.
All they knew was that when he came back three days and three nights later, news had spread in the company that the Mo Ying Group had successfully negotiated the overseas business.
For a while, rumors spread in the company that Grandpa Mo intended to cultivate Mo Donglin, and since Mo Beichen hadn't come to the company for several days, it was speculated that he might be seriously ill.
The news that the Mo Ying Group was about to change hands was quietly spreading.
At this shareholders' meeting, Mo Beichen still didn't show up.
"I'm very satisfied with Donglin's performance this time. I've decided to transfer a part of my shares to Donglin. In the future, I hope you two brothers will work hard together for the company." Grandpa Mo's words made the shareholders present look at each other in surprise.
Was Grandpa Mo really planning to promote Mo Donglin and finally let him inherit the company?
Although it was usually the eldest son who inherited, Mo Beichen's abilities were obvious to all.
Mo Donglin noticed the expressions of the shareholders. He stood up calmly and promised everyone, "In the future, I'll manage the branch company. You've seen my abilities. The cooperation that the group couldn't negotiate for a month, I managed to get in three days. Isn't that enough?"
The overseas project was a key project of the Mo Ying Group and also a project that Mo Beichen had been closely supervising.
Hearing this, the shareholders thought that as long as they could get fat dividends no matter who managed the company in the future, so they immediately applauded and said, "Mr. Mo, in the future, we hope you can lead the company."
Mo Donglin remained calm, exuding a sharp aura. From this day on, he was the president of the branch company, on equal footing with Mo Beichen.
In the hospital, Mo Beichen was still recuperating peacefully, seemingly not caring much about the affairs in the company.
Xu Wei sighed and said again on the phone, "Mr. Mo, not only in the branch company but also in the head - office, quite a few people have been bribed by Mo Donglin. Do you have any instructions?"
These days, Xu Wei had been reporting the developments in the company to Mo Beichen, but every time Mo Beichen just responded faintly and then hung up the phone.
Sure enough, this time Mo Beichen said again, "I see."
But this time, Xu Wei couldn't help but continue to ask, "Mr. Mo, if you don't give an order soon, I'm worried that Mo Donglin will make a big move soon."
The emperor is not in a hurry but the eunuch is! Xu Wei was sweating on the other end, while the president still seemed so indifferent.
Xu Wei couldn't see Mo Beichen's face at this moment, so he couldn't see that Mo Beichen's deep eyes were staring out of the window.
In fact, Mo Beichen's injury had almost healed. The reason he hadn't been discharged from the hospital was... he was reluctant to part with Xia Weilan's tenderness and consideration, and he also wanted to see how far Mo Donglin could go.
Just when Xu Wei thought that Mo Beichen would end the call soon again, Mo Beichen suddenly let out a breath and said calmly, "Xu Wei, you've been in the company for so long. In your opinion, what kind of personality does Donglin have?"
"The eldest young master has always been calm and reserved, and his actions have always been slow. He has never been a threat." At this point, Xu Wei said in surprise, "What's wrong with the eldest young master this time? Why is he suddenly so eager for quick success and instant benefits?"
Mo Beichen also wanted to know. He squinted his eyes and said, "Those who are eager for quick success and instant benefits are never to be feared."
After this faint sentence, there was a suffocating silence. For some reason, Xu Wei's heart suddenly tightened. He felt that Mo Beichen's tone was a bit strange, as if it was a tone of regret.
He didn't dare to say more, and Mo Beichen also remained silent.
Finally, Xu Wei asked, "So we'll just let him do as he pleases?"
He thought that he would surely get Mr. Mo's approval, but unexpectedly, Mo Beichen suddenly gave an order, "Send Xiaodong to be a mole with him."
"Xiaodong..." Xu Wei raised his voice. Few people knew that Xiaodong was Mr. Mo's man.
If Xiaodong was sent to Mo Donglin, with Mo Donglin's current eagerness for success, he would probably take in anyone.
Suddenly, Xu Wei's eyes lit up. He responded and immediately went to do it.
In the ward, Mo Beichen put away his phone and his gaze was always on the scenery outside the window.
Outside the window, there was a bird's nest on the branch of a big tree. Two newly - hatched birds were chirping. After waiting for a long time, the mother bird still didn't show up. One little bird suddenly pecked at the other. The attacked little bird staggered and was directly driven off the tree.
Mo Beichen squinted his eyes.
Is this the instinct of survival?
But Mo Donglin was the one who had grown up with him since childhood.
Although they had different mothers, they still had brotherly affection at least.
Mo Beichen wasn't a sentimental person. He thought that as long as Mo Donglin didn't deliberately target him, he could tolerate him. But obviously, Mo Donglin was coming for him.
"Why did you get out of bed?" a soft cry came from the door. When Mo Beichen turned around, he had already put away all his complex emotions.
At the door of the ward, Xia Weilan walked in with breakfast. She put the breakfast on the table, walked over, and immediately closed the window that was letting in the cold wind. "Look at you. You're sick and still daring to let the wind blow on you. Do you want to make your illness worse?"