Chapter 135
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Hearing this, Heulwen pressed the green button on the control panel, the door on the right side of Atlas slowly opened, and at the same time, a sliding chair slowly touched the ground.
Linus immediately stood up and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair to push it down. When Atlas's face appeared, tens of thousands of cameras were pointed at his cold, handsome face.
He didn't seem to put them in his eyes, but some people couldn't help but ask him questions.
"Young Master, please tell me a little about your feelings after returning to the Drkov Group."
"Young master, can you tell me a little about your feelings after being in a wheelchair for more than a year? What is the reason you returned to the Drkov Group I heard that your nerves are a bit chaotic. Do you think you are holding this position of chairman?"A series of questions were asked, this question was not known who asked, and the space was silent for a moment.
Mr. Drkov had just gotten out of the car, hearing these questions, his expression suddenly became gloomy and puzzled, said: "Linus, take Atlas inside."
Linus nodded, not paying attention to the crowd blocking the way, he pushed the wheelchair forward at great speed.
Everyone instinctively moved aside to make room for Atlas's wheelchair to pass, quite a few people were filming and taking pictures of this moment.
A kind person wrote: "Mr. Atlas's return is still majestic as usual, so handsome."
A cruel person wrote: "Showing off power, I wonder if he can take the position of chairman, he is just showing off."
Daisy at home was also watching the live broadcast of the Drkov Group, seeing this news, she couldn't help but get angry, she rarely commented directly, for the first time, she wrote a sentence to Atlas: "Those short-sighted people, Atlas was like this a year ago, a year later will still be like this, even more outstanding, he can bear it."
Her nickname is Lan's Ginseng and is written in French, some people understand, and some people don't understand.
Speaking of her comment, it caused many reactions, some people liked it, some people were angry, some people laughed at it, and some people even scolded her.
However, Daisy didn't care and didn't bother to reply, she just angrily wrote a sentence, at this time her eyes were only staring at the man in the black suit sitting in the wheelchair.
It can't be helped but say that his demeanor is irresistible, whether he can walk or not is not the problem, the important thing is his attitude.
Wherever Atlas went, everyone's eyes were on him, including the company's employees. Yesterday, when they heard the announcement, they were extremely surprised and gathered in the lobby to welcome him.
Most of the employees were new, so no one had much of an impression of Atlas. At most, they had only seen it on the news. Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, everyone had different expressions.
"Young master, young master, please say a few words."
The reporters following him kept shouting, wanting him to say a few words.
When they entered, except for the three major TV stations that Mr. Drkov had sent them, the rest were blocked outside the gate.
In the press conference room, all the high-ranking and respected people and the main characters were already in the room. Mr. Drkov signaled his manager to start. The manager was a young and carefree thirty-year-old male employee. Seeing Mr. Drkov, he immediately turned around and said, "Dear everyone, thank you for coming, I won't be long-winded, today the Drkov Group is holding this press conference to introduce the new chairman, that person is none other than..."
'Wait, I haven't arrived yet."
The male staff was still talking when a voice interrupted.
Everyone looked towards the door, the person who came was none other than Dalziel, several cameras had already started to focus on his handsome and charming face, especially the smile that burned the hearts of young girls.
Some new female reporters couldn't help but take a few photos when they saw this expression, some even compared Atlas's photos with Dalziel's, comments poured out like rain.
Mr. Drkov's face was a bit gloomy but he still endured it, not saying anything.
Everyone knew that Dalziel was late on purpose.
He stood there for a while as if he wanted his image to be more eye-catching, then slowly walked back to his seat.
Brother Drkov scolded again: "Why did you just come now?"
"I have some business to take care of, I'm sorry for being late, Grandpa and brother, no, I have to call you two chairman today."
Dalziel's tone was three parts truth, and seven parts sarcasm tomorrow.
'Okay, Myrddin, you continue."
Mr. Drkov frowned and said.
Myrddin sweated when he heard this and continued to introduce himself again: 'Everyone, as I said, Mr. Drkov has reached retirement age and wants to hand over the chairmanship to Mr. Atlas, from now on, the new chairman of Drkov Group will be him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the reporters below began to rush in and ask countless questions: 'Mr. Drkov, why did you give the chairmanship to Mr. Atlas instead of the current CEO Dalziel? It is known that the current CEO Dalziel has contributed a lot to the Drkov Group and brought the Drkov Group to a new level, especially the Rainbow series of products that made his name, I feel that he is the right person to be the chairman."
'That's right, Mr. Drkov, aren't you being too biased? While the current CEO has devoted himself to the Drkov Group, he was not promoted to the position of chairman. Instead, I think that letting a Young Master who has been at home all year become chairman will significantly affect the image of the Drkov Group."
'Not to mention, I heard that Atlas has mental problems and is easily irritable or angry. Would the employees be scared and run away if such a person became the chairman?"
All the questions were aimed at Atlas, saying he was not qualified to be the chairman.
Sitting at home, Daisy looked on angrily, not expecting that he had just taken office and was attacked to this extent, and it was also a group of gossipy reporters.
Above all, Atlas was calm as usual, not moved by the reporters' sarcastic questions.
Mr. Drkov was not like him, his whole body was shaking with anger, and his old face was wrinkled, these reporters were deliberately targeting his nephew, yesterday it was the company's board of directors, and it was this group of people.
