Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 884 - 887: Video Meeting

"You don’t need to worry about me, Uncle Guo Lie. I’m doing perfectly fine."

Guo Man said calmly, almost dismissively.

She was curious to see how many more cutting remarks these elders still had up their sleeves.

"I don’t know how fine you’re doing, but what I do know is this: all the hard work you’ve put in over the past days has been in vain, and you’ve wasted so many company resources."

Guo Lie sneered at Guo Man, his words dripping with disdain and reproach.

Using company resources, yet with no outcome in sight.

For all parties involved, it was undoubtedly a considerable loss.

"Actually, Little Man truly has potential, but unfortunately, her judgment is lacking. If Guo Liang were in charge, he would definitely have avoided such rubbish."

"I agree with that. Guo Liang’s ability to evaluate people is impeccable."

"That’s right, Guo Liang is still the better choice."

"Little Man does indeed need to gain more experience. Let’s not be too hard on her."

Guo Liang’s final comment ended the topic.

What originally sounded like concern, when spoken by him, felt insincere—so much hypocrisy, it made people feel disgusted.

"Hmm, everything you said makes perfect sense, especially you, Uncle Guo Lie. Since you’ve already investigated AVI Group, may I ask, who is really pulling the strings behind AVI Group?"

With a smile on her face, Guo Man spoke without any fear or regret. Holding onto her ace card—Lante—the very thought of him could make any company in the world tremble.

"Tsk tsk! Don’t assume I don’t know. Behind AVI Group lies a giant."

Guo Lie assumed Guo Man was still trying to mislead him.

He believed that her next words would go something like this:

None of you know, right? AVI Group is backed by the Ross Family.

How many global companies are in collaboration with the Ross Family?

I’ve gone through every imaginable effort; striking a deal with the Ross Family would be an honor for our company, and its potential future would be terrifying.

So what if there were some losses?

"Your thinking is simply too juvenile. The Ross Family isn’t something you can comprehend."

Guo Lie didn’t even want to continue. Only an inexperienced leader would make such blunders.

"The Ross Family!"

"The richest family in the world—it’s no wonder negotiations are so tough, and the cost is steep..."

"In the end, Little Man just didn’t have the experience; otherwise, why would she undertake something so pointless."

"Ah, I have nothing more to say. Little Man, you need serious training. Starting from the grassroots level will teach you a lot."

"I completely agree with that. Back when I graduated college, wasn’t I just like Xiao Bai? To get to where I am now, I had to accumulate bit by bit. Without foundational experience, it’s impossible."

"Agreed."

"How about this: since Little Man hasn’t fulfilled her promises, let’s vote to decide whether she starts from the grassroots level or remains in her current role."

"I second that."

"This is a good idea."

As soon as Guo Lie suggested voting, everyone in the conference room voiced their support.

Guo Liang, meanwhile, chose not to comment.

He sat quietly in his chair, sure he’d already cornered Guo Man.

Today, she would not be able to turn the tables, and the position of president of the Guo Family Group would remain his.

"To be honest, I don’t particularly wish to continue as president. It’s just a pity—I’ve been negotiating a deal worth several billion over the past couple of days, and it seems I won’t be able to step away right now."

Guo Man casually lifted her delicate hand, fiddling with her phone as she spoke indifferently.

...

As soon as she said this, silence enveloped the conference room.

Then, a burst of voices erupted.

"Hahaha! Several billion?"

"That’s hilarious—do you even know how much several billion is?"

"Incredible! Is this some kind of pyramid scheme—just conjuring up billions?"

"Terrifying indeed. Our niece, Guo Man, managed to negotiate a multi-billion project in just a few days."

"Haha! If billions were converted into cash, how many tons would it be?"

"Hey, Brother Liang, how many tons do you think billions would amount to?"

"I don’t know; I’ve never seen that much money,"

Guo Liang replied with a grin.

Hearing Guo Man’s claim, he was confident that the position of president would return to him.

Billions!

Would that really be possible to negotiate in just a few days?

Of course, such successes weren’t unheard of in the world.

But coming from Guo Man, it was laughable. Who would negotiate billions with a woman in her twenties?

If it were a brief conversation resulting in a few million, that might seem plausible.

After all, millions could materialize in mere seconds.

"OK, I don’t even know what to say anymore. If you all want to sabotage this deal, do as you please. I..."

Knock knock knock.

Just as Guo Man was about to continue speaking, suddenly, there was a knock at the conference room door.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, an exotic-looking woman walked in through the door.

It was none other than Xilu.

"President Guo, Prince Lante of the Ross Family wants a video call with you,"

Xilu, holding a laptop, said with a slightly flustered expression.

"Prince Lante of the Ross Family?"

"You mean the one ranked number one on the wealth list, Prince Lante?"

"Ridiculous! Is this the part where she tries to deceive us all again?"

"Impressive, President Little Man! Coming up next—is it going to be a bad internet connection, or Prince Lante being too busy, and then nothing happens?"

Guo Lie sneered relentlessly.

In the business world, who didn’t know of Lante?

The world’s richest man.

A woman in her twenties daring to invoke Lante’s name for show—what utter nonsense.

"Brother Lie, how about this—since Little Man isn’t willing to admit defeat and now conjures up a stunt like this, let’s connect the laptop to the projector and watch how it plays out!"

Guo Liang was losing patience with Guo Man.

Once connected to the projector, if Lante turned out to be fake, everyone would spot it at once.

Then Guo Man would be discredited.

"Hmm, I support this idea."

"So do I."

"Little Man, this time you’ve taken the joke too far. The role of president isn’t something you can treat whimsically."

"If you’ve got the capability, connect it to the projector so everyone can see."

...

Nearly everyone supported Guo Liang’s suggestion.

These were all seasoned business veterans.

Lante was someone they admired and revered.

How could Guo Man possibly connect with such a formidable person?

And she wanted a video call—ridiculous to the extreme.

Looking at the revolting faces of these elders, Guo Man formed a plan.

She had considered sparing their dignity before.

But now it seemed that unless she delivered a heavy blow, they’d continue deluding themselves into thinking they were untouchable, strutting with misplaced arrogance.

"Xilu, connect the projector."

Without another word, Guo Man gave the order.

Xilu acted swiftly, moving into the empty space within the long table to connect the laptop to the projector.

Shortly after, the laptop’s screen appeared on the blank wall in the distance.

Navigating to a particular social media platform, Guo Man clicked on a button marked "Accept Video Call." The name on the other end was: Prince Lante...

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