Chapter 1592
The First Heir
Early the next morning, Martin and Bernard brought everyone to Beacon Groupâs conference room.
The atmosphere in the entire conference room was somber and tense.
Everyone seemed to be deep in thought.
Last night, most of them had received solicitations from two different parties, either at home or at the
clubhouse.
Todayâs shareholders meeting was crucial.
Martin settled into the chairmanâs seat while Bernard sat next to him.
He coughed lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. He then spoke directly, âTodayâs shareholders
meeting is very simple. I, Martin Johnston, will also be very straightforward and wonât beat around the
bush. Today, Iâll resign from all positions in Beacon and will no longer serve as chairman of the board.â
As soon as he said that, discussions broke out in the conference room.
Martinâs time in power was short and no one expected him to resign so soon.
Everyone had different opinions on this.
Next, Martin continued, âHowever, please rest assured that Iâve set up a new company, Martin
Pharmaceutical Group. The size is comparable to Beacon. Weâre now in the process of recruiting
talents. If youâre interested, please feel free to explore. The benefits and rewards Iâll offer will definitely
not be less than what youâre currently getting in Beacon.â
After he finished speaking, the entire conference room was in complete turmoil.
Martinâs blatant intention to poach them was not at all ambiguous.
Bernard followed suit and said, âEveryone in business is out for themselves. Since my second brother
can provide a better platform for everyone, why donât you all give it a shot?â
After saying that, he winked at the several board members from last night.
Mr. Jenkins immediately coughed lightly and said, âSince Mr. Johnston and everyone else is here
today, I also have an announcement to make. Starting from today, Iâll withdraw my investment in
Beacon and switch to Martin Pharmaceutical.â
As soon as he said this, several other board members also made their stand known.
For a while, about half of more than a dozen directors in the company stated that they would withdraw
their investment.
At this time, the executives of the company could no longer remain calm.
âWell, since Mr. Johnston has made such a promise, Iâll follow his lead!â
Suddenly, someone raised their hand and stood up. Naturally, this was someone Martin had arranged
in advance.
With this, many people also followed by raising their hands and making a statement, âIâll also follow Mr.
Johnston.â
âThereâs no more hope for Beacon. Martin Pharmaceutical is our new hope!â
In a flash, more than half of the executives had jumped ship to Martin Pharmaceutical.
Martin sat in the chairmanâs seat, the corners of his mouth curving into a smile. His heart was full of
glee as he said, âHahaha, Philip Clarke, letâs see what youâre going to do this time!â
Suddenly, a group of people pushed open the door of the conference room and barged right in.
Philip, dressed in a black plaid suit with his hands in his trouser pockets, walked straight in with a
dozen black suited thugs behind him.
Theo followed closely behind him.
âSince all of you have expressed your opinion, let me make my stand too.â Philip stood in the
conference room, his cold eyes sweeping over the crowd.