"Fu Siye, you want to steal my business? No way! Men, Stop Hong Song!"
Lu Yichen's face revealed a ferocious expression. He immediately left the hotel with his men and ran a red light all the way until they finally blocked Hong Song's car. They almost crashed.
Hong Song got out of the car angrily. He was about to hit someone, but Lu Yichen had learned his lesson from before and was the first to dodge.
"Young Master Hong, no matter how angry you are, you have to listen to what I have to say. I've already seen the news earlier. Old Master Hong had personally spoken to the Fu Corporation. It looks like you won't be getting a share of the cake."
"What right do you have? This damned old man!"
Hong Song could not help but curse.
He and his father did not have a good relationship. The two of them had long made an agreement that the profits from the businesses that he had negotiated would have nothing to do with the other party.
