"Father, everything has been arranged properly. I've gathered the journalists today and recorded everything," Ye Fei said respectfully to the elder who lay in the recliner with his eyes closed, soaking up the tranquility.
The Su Family.
Su Pengcheng stood upright, speaking to the elder with deference.
"And what about Ye Fei?"
The old man in the recliner murmured, his tone laced with a trace of venom.
That man was none other than Su Linhai.
Previously, his shares had been taken by Ye Fei, and Su Pengcheng had not been spared either.
After being eminent for half their lives, how could they tolerate such colossal humiliation?
Hearing the name Ye Fei, Su Pengcheng sneered disdainfully.
"He's returned to Qingyun State, but it doesn't matter. Even though he has a status in the military department, we now have Huang San's support behind us. Even the military department has to give us some respect," Su Pengcheng said smugly.
