After retiring, he inherits hundreds of billions of assets every day

When Charles saw the person coming, his face was quite disdainful and his eyes were cold. "Raman, don't meddle in other people's business."

Raman was not affected by his words at all, and smiled, "This is my friend, how about giving me some face?"

Charles sneered, showing no intention of letting Ji Cheng go.

"Impossible, no matter who comes, no one can take her away today!"

Ji Cheng looked at the strange man who suddenly rushed out and felt a little confused.

How could she become his friend when she didn't even know him? It was a bit outrageous, but she didn't refute it.

Compared to the arrogant Charles, Raman is more to her liking.

But although this face is handsome, it is not her type.

It’s not my type. I’m just frank like that.

There was a simmering anger between Raman and Charles, but Ji Cheng didn't care at all and just picked up a drink and started drinking.

When the people around saw her approaching, they immediately took a few steps back, fearing to have anything to do with her.

Ji Cheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at them without saying much.

"Raman, you are just a bastard of the Rupert family. How dare you compete with me? Are you worthy of competing with me?"

“Charles, you are a waste who is the eldest son of a family who is not even as good as an illegitimate child, has been stripped of his power and can only spend his time in debauchery…”

Raman smiled and spoke slowly, word by word, spitting out the bloody blade and stabbing it directly into Charles' heart.

Charles' face turned pale. The whole country of L knew that their family was controlled by an illegitimate child, and he, as the eldest son, had lost the right of inheritance and was forced to be a marginal figure.

Raman's words simply hit him right in the heart, completely igniting his anger.

"Raman, you are looking for death." Charles, with bloodshot eyes, took two steps forward, grabbed his collar and punched him.

Raman was not a pushover either, and a fight broke out between them.

Ji Cheng, the person at the center of all these events, was sipping a drink, not worrying about what was going to happen next.

"What's the background of that woman? Why did she cause a fight between Raman and Charles?"

"Is Charles a masochist? He's so happy being beaten that he won't let the other person go?"

"Sisters, we've got a big melon. It's so exciting."

"Isn't the shame of the Walker family all left on him?"

Ji Cheng heard everyone's whispered discussions clearly. Soon the music stopped and a group of staff members in employee uniforms rushed to Ji Cheng and looked at her anxiously.

Leading the group was the foreign manager who met us at the airport today, his face full of worry.

"Mr. Ji, how are you? Are you injured?"

Ji Cheng then stood up slowly, looked at the manager and said coldly, "It's okay."

Uncle Ji followed closely behind. He was tall and dressed in a dark suit. His blond hair was neatly combed. The glasses on his nose shone silver under the light. His gray-blue eyes held a hint of majesty, but his voice was cautious and nervous.

"Xiaocheng, how are you?" Uncle Ji took Ji Chengzi and looked at him carefully for a few times. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured.

Ji Cheng was fine at first, but the moment he saw Uncle Ji coming, he seemed to see his backer coming, and his voice suddenly became choked.

"Uncle Ji, he bullied me..."

Ji Cheng raised his hand and pointed at Charles who was not far away, and whispered to Uncle Ji.

Uncle Ji felt so distressed when he saw Ji Cheng, who had suffered a great injustice, that he quickly patted her on the back.

The manager was shocked to see Ji Cheng's double-dealing, but didn't dare to say anything.

Some of the people watching the show were still not able to cope with this huge change. Didn't they say it was okay? Why was she crying?

You were almost pushed into the water and drowned, but before the person could say a word, you started crying first.

Uncle Ji felt a little distressed but also a little happy when he heard Ji Cheng complaining to him.

The fact that Xiaocheng is willing to confide in him shows that she truly regards him as a family member.

He glanced at Charles and Raman who were injured not far away with a smart look on his face. After comforting Ji Cheng, he walked towards the two of them.

The moment Uncle Ji and the others appeared, Charles and Raman stopped what they were doing and looked at the newcomers.

The blond man gave them a strong sense of oppression, making them behave involuntarily.

A person who carries the aura of a superior cannot be an ordinary person.

A bad thought formed in his mind, but now he had no way out and could only go ahead.

Raman raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Seeing Ji Cheng's red eyes, he felt a little distressed. He glanced at Charles beside him, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

"It's you? How dare you bully our young lady?"

Uncle Ji walked slowly to Charles, and the terrifying aura spread towards him step by step, making him swallow involuntarily.

Raman even took a step back to make room to watch the show of his arch-enemy.

Charles wanted to explain something, but he remembered clearly what he had done, and there was no such thing as a false accusation, so he fell silent.

Ji Cheng crossed his arms, his eyes were red, and he had a smile on his face, staring at the show intently.

The manager quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while watching the two men. These two gentlemen, please don’t let anything happen here! !

Seeing that he didn't make any excuses, Uncle Ji tried his best to suppress the anger on his face and his voice was calm.

"It seems that we need to reconsider our cooperation with the Walker family."

Charles was stunned for a moment, then looked surprised and wanted to say something.

"The Walker family's talents are getting worse with each generation..."

Uncle Ji murmured, not knowing what he was thinking of.

Charles' face was stiff and he wanted to refute, but his eyes fell on the copper-gray ring on his finger.

There was no way he could have mistaken that pattern, that logo.

He didn't expect to meet someone from that family here. His mind was in turmoil and he was thinking about how to settle the matter without letting the people over there know.

Once the truth comes out, his status in the family will plummet.

"Mr. Ji, I was wrong. I was blind. I apologize..."

Charles clenched his drooping arms slightly. One could imagine how much courage it took for him to say this.

It is shocking that Charles, who has always been arrogant and unyielding, actually apologized to an unknown person.

Raman looked at the blond middle-aged man with some surprise, with a hint of prying in his eyes.

Uncle Ji seemed to notice his gaze, and he turned back to look at him, and said slowly, "I'm not the one you should apologize to."

Charles suppressed his anger, took small steps towards Ji Cheng, and gritted his teeth, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Ji Cheng held up his face with deep eyes, filled with some indescribable emotions.

"You don't think that an apology is enough? If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?"

Charles was silent and squeezed out a few words from his mouth. "So what do you want?"

"How about leaving one of your fingers?"