Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

The He family of Longcheng.

The door to the conference hall in the old house was closed.

Outside the door, the second family, He Xiaoyan and Liu Yayun, were kneeling by the door, while the eldest family was standing aside.

Inside the room, He Yanlang was standing, He Yanyu was kneeling, and He Yanhe was sitting in the main seat.

The finest blue and white porcelain teacup was thrown down from the main seat, and with a crisp sound, it broke into pieces under He Yanlang's feet.

The old guy still likes to smash teacups, but his technique is poor and He Yanlang can easily dodge it.

The teacup was dodged, and He Yanhe looked unhappy. He picked up the second teacup and threw it at He Yanyu who was kneeling on the ground. He Yanyu knelt there stupidly without dodging.

The teacup bounced off his shoulder, and he groaned in pain. He leaned back and sat down on the ground.

He Yanlang looked at He Yanyu with a slightly sarcastic smile on his face, finding it amusing.

This idiot won't even try to hide.

"Tell me! Second Miss Ouyang, what's wrong with you?" This question was naturally directed to He Yanyu.

He Yanhe's voice was loud and full of majesty, which frightened He Yanyu so much that he knelt straight again and said tremblingly, "Grandpa... Grandpa..."

For a long time, he didn't come up with any new word except "ye".

Then there was a "bang" sound, and He Yanhe slammed the table. The sandalwood table shook and the tea on the table spilled out. He stood up, leaned on his crutches, and walked down.

"Grandpa..." He Yanyu grabbed He Yanlang's legs and hid behind him.

It was useless to call him grandpa. He had been beaten to death after calling him that for so many years. His second brother was his lifeline. "Second brother...save me...Second brother, second brother..."

He Yanhe and He Yanlang stood opposite each other. After all, the former was the elder. Although he was not as tall as the former, he still had the dignity of an elder. He Yanhe shouted, "How dare you protect him?"

"I dare not!" He Yanlang's mouth corners were still raised. He pulled his legs out of He Yanyu's hands, then walked to a chair nearby as He Yanyu looked surprised, and sat down.

He poured water from the teapot slowly and leisurely, looking like he was watching a show.

"Second brother?" He Yanyu still wanted to move towards He Yanlang.

He Yanhe raised his legs to block in front of him, and the crutch came down, causing He Yanyu's entire spine to bend in pain. He cried out to the sky, "Grandpa, spare me... Grandpa..."

"You are such a tactless fool, such a waste. Do you think the incident with Ouyang Ling last time wasn't embarrassing enough? You slept with your brother's fiancée. You are so dirty that you can do such a dirty thing."

He Yanlang really didn't like to hear this. Just hearing the name Ouyang Ling was enough to make him feel sick and nauseous, and then he had to be pointed at and called his fiancée.

"Old man, you are still dreaming. When did I admit that Ouyang Ling is my fiancée?" He Yanlang took a sip of tea and asked lazily, fearing that he would anger the old man to death.

As expected, He Yanhe's gaze fell on He Yanlang, and the old man was instantly enveloped by rage, "Rebellion!"

The crutch did not fall but was intercepted in mid-air by He Yanlang. He only used 60% of his strength, but the old man had already used all his strength. He was so angry that his face turned red and veins on his hands were bulging.

When the two looked at each other, one had a look of disdain in his eyes, while the other was extremely angry, and neither of them was willing to give in.

Lao Bai hurried forward to help He Yanhe, and took He Yanlang's hand holding the cane, and persuaded him kindly, "Second Young Master, just let me beat you up, so you can calm down, calm down."

He Yanlang chuckled and glanced at He Yanyu who was kneeling on the ground and cowering. "Do you think I'm that fool who just stood there and let him hit me?"

He Yanlang stood up, let go of his crutches, and pretended to walk out.

"He Yanlang!" the old man roared.

Lao Bai was anxious, "Master, calm down... Second Young Master, Second Young Master..."

He Yanlang turned around, with a joking look on his face, "Grandpa, I'm not here to see you showing off your power as the head of the family. You can just use this trick to deal with the eldest uncle and the second uncle's family. I won't fall for it."

He didn't benefit much from the big tree of the family, but when he had to sacrifice himself for the benefit of the family, or when he had to clean up the mess, the old man would still remember him.

In everyone's eyes, he was trained according to the standards of a successor, but the necessary resources, connections, and core business of Sanshun Group were all in the hands of his uncle's family.

So both the second uncle and the third aunt naturally chose the eldest uncle's family, believing that the eldest brother was the future heir to the group.

He Yanlang got a title that was apparently favored by the old man, but he was actually a scapegoat who got no benefits at all.

Yes, just a gun taker.

It's really hard to understand why He Yanhe is so biased, and always talks about fairness and justice, and inheriting the family property with strength.

He Yanlang pulled He Yanyu up from the floor and asked his men to support him. "Old man, if you want to have a good chat with me, put away your patriarchal demeanor."

gas.

Super angry.

He speaks without respect and doesn't give anyone any face at all.

He Yanyu, who had just stood up, was yelled at by the old man again, "He Yanyu, who told you to stand up?"

He Yanyu fell to his knees with a thud.

He Yanlang stared at He Yanyu coldly again.

"Second...Second brother..." He Yanyu glanced at He Yanlang, then glanced at the old man, and finally stood up tremblingly, hiding behind He Yanlang, pulling at the corner of his white shirt, not daring to look at He Yanhe.

He Yanyu was most afraid of He Yanhe, and secondly of He Yanlang. Now he had become a tool in the fight between these two, but he stood on He Yanlang's side.

"Forget it," He Yanhe said with relief. Lao Bai helped him back to the main seat and poured him a cup of tea to help the old man calm down.

The air fell into silence for a short time, but Liu Yayun's crying voice could be heard outside the door.

In the past, no matter how He Yanyu played with women or got into trouble, they could always settle it with money, but now he even played with Ouyang Ling and put her in the ICU.

She is the second daughter of the Ouyang family, a figure who can be compared with the He family in Longcheng.

It would be very troublesome if the Ouyang family broke with the He family and turned to cooperate with their mortal enemy Wanyu Group.

"Throw this rubbish into the ancestral hall and make him kneel. No one is allowed to visit him without my permission."

Lao Bai accepted the order, walked down, and said to He Yanyu behind He Yanlang, "Young Master, come here."

He Yanyu looked at He Yanlang pitifully, "Second brother?"

"Why don't you get out of here quickly? Do you want to be beaten?"

After getting He Yanlang's approval, He Yanyu followed the others out.

The door opens.

He Xiaoyan and his wife threw themselves on He Yanyu, "My son, are you okay? Did the old man hit you? You can play with any other woman, but you want to play with the second young lady of the Ouyang family... Why..."

He Yanlang just felt it was noisy, but fortunately the door was closed and the sharp sound was finally blocked out.

He Yanhe and He Yanlang were the only ones left in the conference room.

He Yanlang sat back down at the side.

The old man asked sternly, "Did you instigate Yan Yu to do it?"

He still looked nonchalant, "Grandpa has to provide evidence when he speaks."

"No matter how muddleheaded Yan Yu is, he can still distinguish priorities; but you, on the other hand, are so cunning that you even cheated your own brother."

"Same here. Didn't Grandpa cheat even his own grandson?"

Upon hearing this, He Yanhe's hands, which were holding the teacup, were shaking. He had already been humiliated by this unfilial son and grandson for a whole day.

He Yanhe spoke each word with great force, "Alang, don't forget that you are my, He Yanhe's, grandson after all. You must listen to me and let me control you for the rest of your life."

"Old man, are you still dreaming?"

"You want to cancel your marriage with the Ouyang family, isn't it just for that girl in Jing City? Grandpa has helped you find out her ancestors three generations ago. Do you want to share resources with us?"

"What? Grandpa has been working in the business world for decades, and his last resort is to threaten me with a woman." He Yanlang endured it.

"Even your parents can be used as bargaining chips to threaten you, let alone an insignificant woman."

"Heh..." He Yanlang's veins on his hands were throbbing, and he tried his best to suppress his anger, "What do you want?"

"Transfer the Sanshunjiji shares purchased from your third aunt and second uncle to your eldest brother."

With a "bang", He Yanlang kicked the table angrily, and the entire tea set fell to the ground, splashing tea everywhere. He shouted loudly, "Why?"

"Don't think I don't know that you are the one who is interfering with Yuanyang Electronics Technology! You are a traitor!"

He Yanhe refused to give any of Sanshun Group's shares to He Yanlang. He even wanted He Yanlang to transfer the 4.0% of shares that he had bought with great effort to He Yanqing for free.

"Grandpa, you are partial if you say so, but you have to show how much you care about me and value me. I have to fend off all kinds of demons and monsters for you, and he lies down with his head bowed and calls me 'Grandpa' every day, and you give him all the benefits. It's interesting!"

He Yanhe only had one cold reply to He Yanlang, "You are not suitable."

What the hell is appropriate or not.

It's just that He Yanhe finds it difficult to control him.

"Okay, it's just your few stocks, I'll give them to him. But Grandpa, I warn you again, if you dare to touch Lin Qinghuan, I can guarantee that your hard work, Sanshun Group, will disappear from this Dragon City."

Arrogant and conceited, He Yanhe didn't know whether to cry or laugh at having such a grandson.

He Yanlang could make him angry to death in a matter of minutes, and he could go against him and target him at every turn: but He Yanlang was undoubtedly the most talented and resourceful business genius among all his descendants, and the one who was most like him when he was young.

He is decisive in killing and will do anything to achieve his goal, even if it means killing anyone.

Such a person will achieve great success sooner or later, and his career will be even more glorious and successful than that of his Samshun Group.

It’s a pity that He Yanlang attaches too much importance to love between men and women, and is easily coerced and exploited by others.

Just like what he did today, if he mentioned the name of a girl named Lin Qinghuan, He Yanlang could transfer the shares worth billions for free.