Every floor, every department, every person was energetic and in position, ready to meet new challenges.
Huawei Group, which established its reputation in East Asia early on, had formed an alliance with the equally powerful Su Group a decade ago, advancing into the West with immense financial resources and achieving further success.
However, with the founder Gao Dapeng’s health declining yearly, the company’s operations were now largely managed by his Japanese wife Hu Cang Yue Ling and their only son, Gao Yi Qing.
Recently, Gao Dapeng confirmed he would hand over the chairman’s position, and with various rumors swirling during this board election, the group was simmering with tension.
The most promising candidate was naturally the Gao family’s young heir—Gao Yi Qing.
He was Gao Dapeng’s illegitimate son born before marriage, rumored to have been accepted into the family because Hu Cang Yue Ling was infertile and faced family pressure; others said Hu Cang merely wanted to win her husband’s heart and prevent him from taking a mistress.
Regardless of the truth, Gao Yi Qing was undoubtedly the Gao family’s only heir.
Even with the subtle tension between him and his stepmother, his future looked promising.
He was currently the Executive President of the Overseas Department and the future son-in-law of Su Group, a major shareholder of Huawei Group. It was foreseeable that with the marriage between the Gao and Su families, another wave of power consolidation would begin.
Everything was within his grasp.
Have you really mastered it? Gao Yuqing left his seat and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling window, appearing deep in thought.
What was he thinking about? The topics discussed in the meeting? Investment proposals pending review? Or matters related to the shareholders’ meeting…
No. He was simply watching the tricycle moving on the ground.
The image of his mother sweating on the tricycle reappeared in his mind.
In the past, during midnight dreams, he had been melancholic about the sudden disappearance of this scene.
Only when dreaming of his mother did he not want to wake up; yet, he longed for each morning’s arrival.
Because with each passing day, he had grown a little more.
Now, he had finally waited for this day. Gao Yuqing, listed as the chief heir of a Chinese enterprise, wrapped in a halo of glory, returned to his hometown.
