The person on stage was shouting heartbreakingly, but the audience remained mostly expressionless. They were not very interested, or rather, lacked enthusiasm for the matter of blocking Jiangnan, as they gained no benefits from it and it was quite troublesome.
After all, the mobile phone manufacturers were the ones who benefited from blocking Tianxing 5. What did it have to do with the operators? Did Jiangnan also run a telecommunications company? Therefore, everyone's enthusiasm was generally low. It was just that Motorola's network of relationships was too vast, and they were unwilling to offend such an industry leader for a newly emerged Chinese enterprise. This was clearly an unprofitable decision.
However, to be fair, since Jiangnan had slandered the entire association online, as members of the association, they had to teach Jiangnan a lesson. Thus, everyone was more or less in agreement with the chairman's proposal.
"Good, then regarding my proposal just now, who agrees and who opposes?" The chairman nodded with satisfaction and then asked.
This was merely a habitual statement. According to the normal protocol, as long as no one raised an objection, the resolution could be passed directly, without even the need for a show of hands. After all, it was just a small matter and did not warrant escalating to a vote.
But just as he expected the matter to pass without any doubt, he heard a blunt voice from below say, "I object!"
"Who?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then even more surprised to discover that the person objecting was a dark-skinned man. This was truly bizarre. When did a black person not only appear in a conference room but also speak up to oppose the chairman's opinion?
"..." Seeing this black man, the chairman's face showed obvious disgust. However, due to the recent radical anti-discrimination activities in American society and the vigorous support for black people by some politicians, the "political correctness" that would sweep across America was gradually taking shape. Therefore, this chairman did not dare to speak ill of him directly in front of the attending companies. After a pause, he asked indifferently, "Who are you? Why do you object?"
"I am Malik Omar!" The black man stood up, raised his head, and said neither subserviently nor obsequiously.
"Malik Omar! I remember now. Isn't this the black man who made Stark Corporation suffer greatly and attacked it all over the internet? How did he appear here?" Hearing this name, many people present finally recognized the identity of this black man as the one who had been beaten by his peers and was currently all over the media.
It was precisely for this reason that many people remembered this name. It was just that they thought black people all looked alike, so they didn't recognize him immediately.
Or perhaps they could not imagine that this black man would appear in such an important meeting, as he was just a salesman. How could he be here?
Facing the doubts of everyone present, Malik Omar continued, "I am here to attend this meeting representing the American Stark Mobile Communications Company."
"What! He represents Stark Mobile Communications?" Everyone present was once again shocked by this answer. Wasn't this guy just forcefully beaten to the ground by Stark Communications security guards? How could he have become the representative of Stark Mobile Communications company afterward?
In fact, even the chairman looked completely dumbfounded. He looked at his secretary blankly, and the secretary could only helplessly state that he had already checked the black man's credentials, and he did indeed have the qualification to attend the meeting. He just hadn't noticed that this credential was from Stark Mobile Communications.
"What is your status, and by what right do you represent Stark Mobile Communications Company? According to our regulations, only corporate vice-chairmen or vice-presidents level senior executives have the qualification to represent a company at this meeting. Don't tell me you are the Vice President of Stark Mobile Communications!" a man sitting opposite Malik said disdainfully.
He was a standard Western boy who most hated these "darkies." Thus, he was actually the first to notice Malik's presence but had suppressed his anger and dissatisfaction due to the occasion.
Now, he could no longer suppress it and directly taunted him.
"Yes, I am indeed not the Vice President of Stark Mobile Communications!" Malik Omar readily admitted with a sincere nod. The other party smiled triumphantly, about to have Malik escorted away, when he heard Malik continue, "Because I am now the President of Stark Mobile Communications. Do I have the qualification to sit here and represent Stark Mobile Communications?"
"You are the President? How is this possible! Where is Lime?" The other party was so shocked his mouth hung open.
"Oh, I forgot to inform everyone. Three days ago, Stark Mobile Communications completed all its equity changes. Mr. Lime's family has completely exited Stark Mobile Communications. His 82.35% stake, along with all the shares from other shareholders, have been collectively transferred to our BL