Dai Shiya stood in front of the French window, her fingertips gently stroking the warm glass. The steam in the glass blurred the bright lights outside the window and her mood at the moment.
The clinking of glasses and the compliments at the banquet were still ringing in her ears, but she knew that under this prosperity, the undercurrent was surging, and the interest disputes within the family were like lurking beasts that could open their bloody mouths at any time.
She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the irritability in her heart.
The shock brought by the change of power was far more severe than she had imagined. The greed that once lurked in the shadows was now growing and spreading unscrupulously.
"Shiya, are you okay?" Wei Qing's voice was a little worried, interrupting Dai Shiya's thoughts.
Dai Shiya turned around, met Wei Qing's concerned eyes, and forced a smile: "It's okay, just thinking about how to deal with those next..." She paused, and finally did not say the word "vampire", but just shook her head gently.
"The family meeting is scheduled for ten o'clock tomorrow morning," Wei Qing walked to her side and said in a low voice, "I've inquired about it. Several side branches are ready to make a move. I'm afraid they will join forces to attack you."
Dai Shiya was not surprised. She had expected this day to come.
She gently put down the water cup, making a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in the silent room, and seemed to knock on her heart.
The next day, the atmosphere in the family meeting room was tense.
On both sides of the long conference table, members of each family sat in two rows, with different expressions.
The air was filled with gunpowder, and almost a spark could ignite this war that had been brewing for a long time.
"Dai Shiya, you are a little girl, how can you control the entire family's industry?" A rough voice broke the silence first. The speaker was Dai Shiya's second uncle. He was bloated, with a face full of flesh, and his tone was full of disdain and hostility.
"That's right, you are a yellow-haired girl, what do you know about business?" Another sarcastic voice echoed. It was Dai Shiya's third aunt, whose lips painted with bright lipstick opened and closed like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
You said one thing after another, like a tide rushing to Dai Shiya, all kinds of doubts, accusations, and abuses filled the entire conference room.
Dai Shiya sat in the main seat, her face calm, as if she was out of the matter.
She listened and watched quietly until they quarreled until their mouths were dry, then she slowly said: "Everyone, are you done arguing?"
The conference room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.
Dai Shiya slowly scanned the crowd, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Since everyone thinks I am incompetent, then..." She deliberately paused for a moment, her eyes fell on her second uncle and third aunt, "Why don't we talk about the distribution of benefits?"
Dai Shiya's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table twice, making a crisp sound, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
She opened her red lips and slowly explained the plan she had drawn up.
Her voice was clear and firm, every word was powerful, and every clause was clear and concise. She neither avoided the contributions of family members nor fully considered the future development of the family.
She analyzed the current situation and development prospects of various industries in a clear and logical manner, and proposed corresponding resource allocation and management plans based on the advantages and specialties of each branch.
She even foresaw the possible risks in the future and formulated corresponding response strategies.
At first, some family members were still skeptical and whispered, but as Dai Shiya's explanation deepened, their expressions gradually changed.
Some people began to think seriously, some nodded frequently, and some showed admiration.
Even the second uncle and third aunt, who had been shouting the most before, became quiet at this moment, with a thoughtful expression on their faces.
The atmosphere in the conference room gradually became peaceful, and the originally tense atmosphere gradually eased.
After the meeting, Dai Shiya rubbed her sore temples and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Qing walked over to her and handed her a cup of warm tea with a gratified smile on her face: "Shiya, you did a great job! Everyone is impressed by you."
Dai Shiya took the cup and took a sip. The warm tea slid down her throat into her stomach, dispelling the fatigue on her body.
"Actually, I just did my best." She sighed softly, with a hint of imperceptible fatigue in her tone.
Wei Qing noticed Dai Shiya's expression and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you too tired?"
Dai Shiya shook her head and was about to say something, but Wei Qing suddenly grabbed her hand excitedly, "Shiya, guess what? I... I'm in love!" Her face was full of happiness, and her eyes were shining with joy.
Dai Shiya looked at Wei Qing's happy look and couldn't help but smile, "Really? Congratulations! Who is it? Do I know him?"
Wei Qing happily told her love story, and every detail was full of sweetness.
Dai Shiya listened quietly and was happy for her friend's happiness.
The warm atmosphere is like a stream of fresh air in the tense family affairs, making people feel happy.
Dai Shiya looked at Wei Qing and suddenly asked, "Qing, do you feel that I... am sometimes too tough?"
Dai Shiya looked at the happy light in Wei Qing's eyes, and a trace of imperceptible melancholy flashed through her heart.
She stroked the rim of the cup, feeling the delicacy of the ceramic with her fingertips, and recalled in her mind that she was just in the conference room, like a precision machine, accurately analyzing and cutting interests, so strong that she could not be questioned.
She knew that in the face of power, gentleness and concession would only bring more plunder.
But occasionally, she would wonder if she had really lost her soft side?
This thought only flashed through her mind, and was suppressed by her strong reason.
She is not those weak dodders, she is Dai Shiya, the controller of this family, she must be as firm as a rock to protect everything.
She smiled gently, hiding her worries in her eyes, and said to Wei Qing: "Maybe, but this is a responsibility I must bear."
At the same time, on the other side of the city, in a warmly decorated bedroom, there was a strong atmosphere of ambiguity.
Wei Qing shed her daytime efficiency, and at this moment, she was like a lazy cat, nestling in the arms of her lover.
She was wearing a silk nightgown, and the thin fabric outlined her graceful curves.
She tilted her head, blurring her lover, a tall, tough-looking man, with deep eyes full of possessiveness. His palms stroked Wei Qing's back vigorously, feeling the delicate and smooth skin, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own bones and blood.
The man's low voice was a little hoarse, and he said in her ear: "Baby, you are so beautiful today." His breath sprayed on Wei Qing's ears, causing her to tremble.
Wei Qing giggled, raised her hand and stroked the man's well-defined jaw, her fingertips gently caressing his rough stubble, and an ambiguous atmosphere flowed between the two.
The lights in the room were dimmed, and only the intertwined figures of the two could be vaguely seen.
From time to time, they whispered, and from time to time they chuckled sweetly, and the air was full of love and passion.
Wei Qing was no longer the calm and wise counselor beside Dai Shiya. She took off all her disguises and fully displayed the charm and passion of a woman.
The man showed his strong control and held Wei Qing tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to devour her.
The two immersed themselves in this private space that belonged only to them, forgetting all their troubles and worries, and only each other.
Dai Shiya looked at the happy smile on Wei Qing's face, and her heart moved. She was about to ask something when her cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting her.
She picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her eyes instantly became sharp.
She answered the phone, her voice calm and firm: "Speak."
Dai Shiya explained the remaining equity distribution plan in a clear and orderly manner. She cleverly balanced the interests of all parties and promised to increase investment in the family's public welfare undertakings to give back to the society and win wider support.
Her resounding words echoed in the room, like a reassurance, soothing the last trace of anxiety in the hearts of the family members.
Everyone looked at her. She was young, but she was wise and decisive beyond her age; she was strong, but she was fair and kind.
She was like a rising star, destined to lead the entire family to a more glorious future.
Warm applause rang out in the conference room, and it lasted for a long time.
Dai Shiya looked around at everyone, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She felt this overwhelming support, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction surged in her heart.
She knew that she had finally conquered this family completely, and her prestige had reached an unprecedented height.
After the family meeting, Dai Shiya came to the rooftop terrace alone.
As night fell and the lights came on, the whole city spread out at her feet like a dazzling galaxy.
The breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness and blowing away the last trace of fatigue in her heart.
She took a deep breath and felt the joy of victory.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated and a news push came into view: "The mystery of the rise of the newly-emerged Dai Group, is it strength or shady dealings?" Then, all kinds of doubts and speculations came like a tide, flooding all major online platforms.
Some people questioned the source of funds for the Dai Group, some doubted Dai Shiya's means of ascending to power, and some even fabricated all kinds of bizarre rumors in an attempt to discredit the image of the Dai Group.
Dai Shiya looked at these dazzling words, and her eyes gradually became solemn.
She knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
She clenched her phone, her knuckles slightly white, and an inexplicable uneasiness rose in her heart.
She realized that although the disputes within the family had subsided, the greater challenge had just begun.
"It seems that this is the real battlefield..." Dai Shiya whispered to herself, with a barely perceptible chill in her tone.
She turned around, walked back to the office, picked up the phone, and said, "Please contact the public relations department for me and hold an emergency meeting immediately..."