Evil Husband, Glutton Wife: Buy Miss Piggy, Get Free Little Buns

"Mr. Han, aren't you the CFO here? Shouldn't you be most familiar with what these issues implicate? In any case, if it isn't for our Moyu here, don't you think we would be left out in the dark for too long about what's going on in the company?" Elder Tang replied.

Mr. Han's face blanched before his face turned into a deep shade of red. He slammed his palms on the table and rose to his feet. With his over six feet of height, any woman would feel dwarfed and intimidated by him, but not Tang Moyu.

"I know that Miss Moyu and Miss Zhelan don't have a great relationship, but to actually try to discredit me and my fellow executives as soon as she arrives? I wonder what this empress's motive is right now! I don't doubt Miss Moyu's expertise and qualifications, but I cannot let my name be tarnished like this!" He exclaimed.

Tang Moyu raised a slender brow at him and scoffed inwardly.

"Are you done?" She asked him impassively. Her tone was so cold, it made everyone feel like the air conditioner had stopped working as the temperature inside the conference room dropped dramatically.

Tang Moyu raised to her feet and gestured to Cheng Ning to pass around the reports and memos she prepared earlier.

"Please, look at the reports and the memos. We've cited all the discrepancies we've encountered while checking the company's cash flow for the past five years. Some of you might think that those were just minimal losses, but the total amount of those 'minor losses' is actually hurting the company's finances." She started to explain her report, but Mr. Han refused to back down and glared daggers at her.

"You listen here, Miss Moyu. You've never worked in this company, you were never a part of it. I've already been here even long before you even entered college." He crushed the report in his hands and threw it straight to Tang Moyu's face.

Tang Zhelan tried to hide her smirk behind the papers in her hands as she watched the scene in front of her with amusement.

"Does that really matter?" Tang Moyu said cooly. "Mr. Han, maybe it's time for you to retire, as your head is getting duller as you age. You can't possibly overlook this issue, considering you ARE the CFO of this company, can you?"

"I don't know why you are here but you don't have to treat me like—"

Her eyes swept around the members of the board before returning to the man who was causing trouble at this moment.

"Mr. Han, I'm still a Tang and I have every right to protect this company. Now, if you can't be civil, the door is open, and no one will stop you. I'm sure none of us wants to waste more time for someone as unproductive as you." 𝒇𝒓eewe𝒃𝑛𝒐𝘃𝒆𝚕.co𝘮

Elder Tang watched his granddaughter stand up for herself with confidence. Pride surged through him as she faced the older man without getting intimidated by him. Her being born as a woman didn't hinder or lessen her worth as a capable heir he'd always wanted.

Compared to her brothers and sisters, Moyu was diligent in her work and was a perfectionist. While her sisters and female cousins busied themselves practicing and nurturing their social skills, Moyu was busy conquering the account books since she was seven years old.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Old Master Feng asked Tang Moyu's hand for marriage for his son, Elder Tang would have raised and trained Moyu to be his next successor. Maybe it wasn't too late for him to do so. She had the skills and the prowess needed to protect their family business.

Tang Moyu went through all the issues and discussed it in front of the board. There was too much cash tied up to the unfinished projects and deals that Tang Zhelan and her team entered into and most importantly it didn't yield any revenue for the company. Most of these projects were ego-driven by greed and pride of these executives as they were expecting unrealistic results in a short span of time.

Eventually, the debt load of Tang Enterprise started to get out of hand, but they kept it secret and the interest rate was higher than it should have been. It didn't take long for everyone to realize that Mr. Han was part of the problem. They were all displeased to know that the Tang Enterprise was already on the brink of bankruptcy without them realizing it.

"Do you understand now why I called this emergency meeting?" Elder Tang clasped his hand over the table and pinned Mr. Han and his other granddaughter, Tang Zhelan with a hard gaze.

"We need a change of the executive team right now, and I suggest putting Moyu as the CEO of the company."