"Take a seat and eat to your fill; I will be back," Old Ye told Jenny and then ignored Jane before facing Philip Wilson and saying, "Lead the way."Philip Wilson gritted his teeth and cursed Old Ye a thousand times, wondering if he would die if he didn't posture.Old Ye left with Philip Wilson, leaving Jane gnashing her teeth in rage. She stomped her foot, looking aggrieved to the max.She ran over to make Old Ye give up on going on a date with her; who would have thought she became unworthy in a few breaths?Although Old Ye's response was hilarious, no one dared laugh; they all respected the host."Who is that arrogant and pompous young man to you?" Jane turned to Jenny and asked, almost roaring in anger.She had lost her face; her friends were on the side when she ran over, and they all heard what the young, handsome man said."He is my grandfather," Jenny responded truthfully.The guests present heard what Jenny said a commotion broke out in the bouquet hall; everyone began talking
Old Wilson stared at Old Ye intently without saying a word; he wanted to invite him but he didn't want to be rejected."I will go with you," Old Ye agreed helplessly. He could tell from the way Old Wilson was looking at him that he wanted him to accompany him to the meeting.Although Old Ye could foresee that going with Old Wilson would bring him nothing but trouble.When has he ever been afraid of trouble?The Wilson butler was confused, wondering why his boss was giving face to a poorly dressed man.When Old Wilson and Old Ye arrived at the large conference room in the Wilson mansion, it was already filled to the brim; the seats were occupied by the Wilson Group directors and shareholders, and two seats were already positioned at the podium. Old Wilson gestured towards the butler to add another chair.The moment the butler carried another chair over to the podium, Stones Wilson's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Old Ye intently but retracted his gaze."Since everyone is here, there
Old Wilson's face changed drastically, and he stared at Stones Wilson in shock. He didn't expect that Stones Wilson had already found out the truth."Old man, you think you have fooled everyone, but you didn't realise I was just playing along all these while." Stones Wilson sneered in contempt; he had plotted for years and quietly brought every decision-maker over to his side.Even if Old Wilson dies now, even if he declares Jane as his successor here, it would be meaningless as long as he didn't do it publicly. All the directors and shareholders were on his side, and he had won them over."Since you already know the truth, Jane Wilson is my successor, and in the future, she will be the chairman of the Wilson Group," Old Wilson calmly announced.Discontent voices rose in uniform as many of the shareholders and directors discussed amongst themselves heatedly.Stones Wilson sneered in contempt; he didn't take a kick of a dying horse seriously; in seven minutes, Old Wilson would be dead.
"This Lord doesn't want to kill, but that doesn't mean I can't kill; this is your last chance; don't blame me for being ruthless." Old Ye said coolly; he didn't look a bit terrified at being shot at. All the bullets that came out of the gun's muzzle in Stone Wilson's hands missed the mark. Stones Wilson stared at Old Ye in shock. He looked like someone who had seen a ghost. No matter how he tried to shoot at Old Ye, he couldn't achieve it. His heart plummeted. He stared at Old Ye in horror and took a step back when Old Ye got up from the chair he was sitting in. Everyone present watched with wide eyes; they had never seen such a thing in their life before. Suddenly the fear on Stones Wilson's face disappeared, and then he burst into laughter before he said, "Do you think you are the only cultivator in this conference hall, Daoist Ji? I will leave it to you." Old Wilson furrowed his eyebrows in contemplation; he had already snapped out of the shock of Old Ye diverting more than t
Old Ye left the conference hall directly, like someone who had not done something exceptional.Returning to the bouquet hall, he saw that a part of the hall was crowded with people. His eyebrows furrowed as his eyes turned stern."I am not a thief; I have never stolen before; I don't know how this thing got into my handbag." An anxious, familiar voice entered Old Ye's ears.His eyes dimmed, and he took a step forward and said coldly, "Step aside.".killing intent surging towards the sky, those who blocked the way parted sensibly in an orderly manner, you will think they all agreed to do so beforehand.Old Ye's face darkened when he saw the palm print on Jenny's face. The beautiful Jenny he came with was gone.Her hair was now messy, her appearance dishevelled, and the dress he spent so much on was torn in some parts. She looked nothing short of miserable with those swollen eyes and teary face.Old Ye's anger boiled over.He dashed forward and helped Jenny off the floor. He took off hi
Jane, standing close to her father, explained everything that happened without hiding anything from Old Wilson.Done listening, Old Wilson's face became solemn, and he stared at Jimmy Smith intently."You will have to follow me and apologise to him," Old Wilson said in a frigid voice. He didn't look like someone negotiating.Everyone in the hall was shocked by Old Wilson's words. A look of disbelief appeared on Jimmy Smith's face; he didn't believe what he was hearing."Mr. Wilson, if I hear correctly, does that mean you are saying that you are going to make me lower my head to trash like that?" Jimmy Smith asked with a face filled with shock.Old Wilson nodded seriously. He said in a deep voice, "Come with me.""And if I don't?" Jimmy Smith reposted stubbornly."Then, we will end all our collaborations, and our relationship will end today," Old Wilson said in a deep voice.His words 'caused an uproar in the bouquet hall; everyone was going crazy when they heard what Old Wilson said.
Old Ye turned around and wanted to return inside the house but stopped when he heard Old Wilson say, "Is there something you need my help with?".He remembered Jenny wanted to become a professional dancer, and he had also promised to get her the best dance coach in the country."The best dance coach in the country," Old Ye responded.He would get her the best dance coach globally when she made it to the national stage.Old Wilson was surprised; he thought Old Ye would ask for help to tackle the Anderson and Daniels families; he didn't expect him to make such a lousy request.When Old Ye saw the expression on Old Wilson's face, he realised what he was thinking. "It is for my granddaughter," Old Ye reluctantly explained.If the favour he was requesting had nothing to do with Jenny, he wouldn't have bothered saying so much.Done talking, he turned around and left. He believed that, with Old Wilson's status, getting a dance coach for Jenny would be an easy task.The people who accompanied
He rode his bicycle through the busy metropolis of A-City, breaking traffic laws.Soon after he was reported to the police for breaking the law, three police cars went after Old Ye, who was busy speeding down the road without knowing if he was being pursued or not.Three hundred metres behind him, three police cars were on his tail."Suspect heading to the City East, copied," one of the police officers said into his walkie-talkie while observing the situation.They had been chasing after Old Ye, who had been riding a bicycle for the past thirty minutes but couldn't catch up. He made up his mind to call in more support.Old Ye, who was ahead, made another turn and then sped into an alley before taking a turn into A-City industrial streets.Along the streets, inside a closed-down factory, with heavy machines around the large production chain.Hayden stood before a man in a suit, wearing a spectacle and an Italian shoe. Looking at his wrinkled face, one could tell he was sixty years of a