"Beiting!"
Huo Jianjun urged him again, "Think about the shares!"
Securing that 30% stake was of paramount importance. Without ownership rights, there could be no dignity!
Huo Beiting's eyes were tinged with a blood-red hue.
His hands clenched tightly into fists, the veins on the backs of his hands standing out prominently.
His knees bent.
Bang!
He knelt down.
All the schemes and triumphs of his life turned to ashes with that single kneel!
He was no match for Huo Xingzhou.
Humiliation spread.
Huo Beiting bit his lower lip until it bled, his heart filled with venomous curses.
His forehead knocked against the hard ground, quickly swelling up.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Three kowtows in a row.
Qiao Xi watched him without a shred of pity. He had caused that car accident, nearly killing Huo Xingzhou. Later, he humiliated him, plotted against him, attempted to poison him.
A man like that deserved no pity!
"Is that enough?"
