"For so many years, Ji Guangsheng has also made quite a bit of money. He says that the Ji family's current situation is bad, far from what it used to be, but he's only been in Huangxian for a month and he's already opened three pharmaceutical factories, a large company, and more than a dozen warehouses!"
"All these things, don't they all need money? Is this the performance of poor efficiency?"
The more Ji Changming talked, the angrier he grew, even starting to knock on the table with his hand.
The rosewood desk resounded with his knocks.
He didn't know that Ji Guangsheng had put nearly all his fortune into this desperate gamble.
Stubbornly, he believed that these were the best indications of Ji Guangsheng's wealth!
Before Dad passed away, his last words were to take good care of himself and the youngest, but now, he treated him as if he were dispensing charity, only giving him a little money at the end of the year.
