After saying so much, Li Qing was definitely not moved by a single point, but still nine points still have a grudge, but he smiled: "I didn't give the plan I worked hard to me because I mind the inheritance right, but wanted to test whether my brother really has the talent to manage the group. Dad wouldn't he want to let me manage anything, just give him an untrue heir position, right?"

Li Bajun was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know what his stepson was thinking. Originally, he thought it was just an angry act, but now he felt that he had truly given up on this plan. Could it be that he was really the position of the unintentional heir?

Feeling Li Bajun's puzzled gaze, Li Qingjue said with a smile and said, "Dad, remember to hand over the case to him when my brother comes back. If he can handle it well, then I will help him willingly. There is nothing to do, I will leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Li Bajun thinking. Has he been mistaken for this stepson?

After leaving Li Bajun's office, Li Qingjue's face immediately became gloomy and terrifying. He just wanted the old guy to believe that he had no intention of seizing the throne and was not suitable to turn against him now. Waiting to empty the group step by step, let's see if he would look at the old guy's face again!

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At noon, the sunshine on the terrace of the villa was waving and still could not stop the chill. He glanced at the man who was resting, and Dexi bent over and handed the phone, "Mr. Ning, Mr. Yuan has answered."

The man lying there was motionless, but when he heard his words, his dense eyelashes trembled and he said in a cold and deep voice: "Let him wait for two minutes."

Dexi immediately looked hesitant, taking into account Mr. Yuan's status and power. If he offended him, there would be nothing else worth worrying about, but he was afraid that they would not reach an agreement. He advised tactfully: "Mr. Ning, if he offended Mr. Yuan for this, it would be not that easy to deal with."

Ning Shaoye still closed his eyes, calmly, as if he had been waiting for those two minutes.

Desi would naturally look at his face and no longer persuade him. He picked up the phone and said in standard English: "Duke yuan, wait for a moment please."

Mr. Yuan on the phone seemed to be very well-educated and did not get angry on the spot because of these words. Of course, there is no guarantee that he was already angry.

Two minutes later, Ning Shaoye opened his eyes.

Dexi immediately handed over the phone and a calm and solemn voice came from the phone: "Mr. Ning, I originally thought that I would answer your phone for Mr. Ning's sake, but you were giving me a warning. In this way, even if I don't respect you, I can explain to Mr. Ning."

Although the tone was calm, it was actually quite angry. Thinking about it, a British duke waited for two minutes to get a response because of a phone call. This was not an obvious slap him in the face and did not give him face.

It can also be said that he was trying to show off his power.

Ning Shaoye took the microphone and looked cold, his tone was sinister and elusive: "There is no premise for interest relations and no respect is required. On the contrary, we are still in a hostile relationship."

There seemed to be a silence on the phone for a while, and then a slightly kind voice came: "Why did Mr. Ning say this? If I remember correctly, we have not celebrated the festival."

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Chapter completed!