Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Even If You’re My Only Son, Nothing Will Change
“When Jingyao opposed Zhuo Yuwei back then, it was out of necessity. But what about you? You’re being foolish!” He Yirong sneered, “You think you’re being cunning? Others think you’re a fool! The He Family has stood strong for so many years precisely because we never overly engage in politics! Yet you, you went and pledged loyalty to Zhuo Yuwei! Ha, I, He Yirong, actually have soone as stupid as you…”
He paused, swallowing the last two words.
It’s unclear whether he ant “son” or “brother.”
He Yizheng laughed mockingly, “After all this talking, you still regret that He Jingyao isn’t your son, isn’t that right?”
“Shut up!” He Yirong said coldly.
“Unfortunately, I am your blood, but He Jingyao is not.” He Yizheng’s smile was tinged with cruel malice, “Besides, regardless of whether he acted out of necessity or so other reason, didn’t what he did seem equally foolish in your eyes at the end?”
“It’s not the sa.” He Yirong glanced at him, his expression extrely cold, “If it were Jingyao, opposing Zhuo Yuwei would have been risky, but I would at least have sixty percent confidence in him. I just feel there’s no need to take that risk. But you, humph, if HI is entrusted to you, I bet within five years it’ll be dood!”
He Yizheng’s face was incredibly grim.
His fists clenched tightly, and intensely fierce hatred erupted in his eyes.
“What, just because my decision doesn’t align with your wishes, you plan to completely negate ?” He Yizheng sneered.
He Yirong let out a long sigh, reaching out to rub his temples, looking fatigued.
“Listen, I’ll handle this matter, but you’re not allowed to have any further contact with anyone from the President’s office.” He Yirong’s expression was cold, “Otherwise, even though you are my one and only son, nothing will change!”
After finishing his words, He Yirong gave him one final warning look, stood up, and walked briskly out of the office.
Whether it’s due to He Yizheng’s increasingly arrogant behavior lately, or his own bias, recently his dislike for He Yizheng has grown heavier.
Back when He Yizheng was just his brother, he wasn’t particularly close to him, but at least he had so degree of trust.
He Yirong deeply sighed.
He’s even considered transferring all the equity to Ziyi, letting her take the chairman position, and later hiring a professional manager to run HI Group. Anything would be better than handing the company to He Yizheng.
But certainly, He Yizheng wouldn’t easily give up… how to handle this, he still needs to think carefully.
If He Jingyao were his son, he wouldn’t have to worry about all this.
…
After He Yirong left, He Yizheng threw a massive tantrum.
Everything that could be smashed or thrown in the office was utterly destroyed by him.
Neither the secretary nor the assistant dared to step in to face his wrath at that ti.
Until the noise inside subsided, Xia Xinyu finally chuckled and pushed open the door to go in.
She seed to completely ignore the ss on the floor, smiling as she walked up to He Yizheng and reached out to soothe his chest, “Yizheng, don’t be angry, it’s not worth damaging your health over it.”
He Yizheng’s expression was gloomy, and suddenly he grabbed her hand tightly, “Xinyu, HI Group will be mine eventually.”
Xia Xinyu nodded gently, “Yes.”
“Since that’s the case, whether it’s sooner or later, it doesn’t make any difference, right?” He Yizheng suddenly laughed.
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