Usually, as long as Xia Guoxiong was not around, Xia Cheng couldn't stay in the office for more than five minutes; his mind was preoccupied with eating, drinking, and merrymaking. Usually, he would only put on a show of diligence in front of his father.
However, Xia Guoxiong was so busy every day that he did not truly investigate whether his only son was really as devoted to the company as he claimed to be, exhausting himself for its sake.
Xia Guoxiong sat on the sofa opposite Xia Ning, glanced over a list in his hand, and eventually pointed to it and commented, "Yi Lixing is now a rat crossing the street, already a discarded piece. Moreover, you might offend He Xing by inviting him. Why ask him for what?"
