Song Xiuling was deeply shaken by the scathing words of his younger brother. He was well aware that Song Xiufeng had a keen eye and a ruthless hand, and, like many investors from Hong Kong, preferred to invest in real estate, jewelry, and antiques, with values beyond estimation.
To tell the truth, although not as valuable as corporate shares, those were tangible assets that could be passed on without worrying about depreciation.
Song Xiuling had been envious for a long time.
"Song the Third, as a brother, how can you just watch him behave so outrageously? If our parents were still alive, they would never let him cheat like this!"
Song Xiuluan scoffed coldly, "Why bring up our parents? Do you have the face to mention them? As the eldest brother, didn't you monopolize the family assets and ignore our plight? Since that's the case, what right do you have to preach to me and the second brother?"
"I..." Song Xiuling's eyes darted around.
