Hearing Liu Qiangxi's words, Chen Buhui gave a wry smile and shook his head, "I'm still thinking about how to survive, establishing a great Chinese family clan isn't something I'm considering."
"Survival is definitely not a problem," Liu Qiangxi said, "You and your son's lives can be guaranteed, and it won't be worse than before. You also won't have the troubles of the Hongmen's affairs anymore. Maybe by making you choose today, in the future when you look back, you both might even thank us."
Chen Buhui glanced at Liu Qiangxi and the others, "Maybe."
With things having reached this point, he and his two sons were already standing on the same side as Liu Qiangxi and his group, so there was no need to strain their relationship.
Their future was now in the hands of Liu Qiangxi and his three colleagues.
It could be said that those documents had them completely in their grip.
