Jiang Zekai was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Is this a mockery of the fact that I am not his biological child?

So what exactly has he contributed to the Jiang family over the years?

When he was still in school, he helped Jiang Feng run Jiang's company while attending school.

He gets up early and goes to bed late every day just to get the approval of Jiang's father.

Raised children can never be as good as biological children!

Jiang Zekai lowered his eyes with a complicated expression, and a hint of determination flashed across them.

"Okay, father. Thank you for your hard work worrying about the Jiang Corporation these days! Leave the rest to me! As long as there is enough funding, I am confident that the Jiang Corporation can be restored to its former glory!"

"Okay, okay! Hahaha!"

He had also taken Jiang Zekai's performance over the years into consideration. Jiang Feng was very confident in him and didn't think much about it.

After arriving at Jiang's house, Jiang Feng went to play chess with his old friends.

Only Jiang Zekai and Wei Rongfen were left at home.

"Son, what should we do now? We gave all our shares to that bitch Jiang Hao. How can he give them back? Your dad really, really believes their lies!"

In front of her son, Wei Rongfen could no longer contain her anger and started complaining.

Jiang Zekai frowned, pulled Wei Rongfen into the study, looked around before closing the door.

"Mom, be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall!"

"Mom, don't question him in front of Dad anymore!"

"Are you still my son? You've been speaking for your father all day. You have to understand that we are a family!"

"Mom, I stopped you because we're a family! What's the point of saying those things? It will only make Dad dislike you even more! You might as well just go along with him on the surface. If there's anything, we can discuss it privately."

"What you mean is..." Wei Rongfen understood a little.

"The Jiang family can no longer be saved. We have to make plans for ourselves!"

"You're thinking?"

"Once I get the money from Qin's, I'll use the excuse of discussing a project to transfer it abroad! Then, our family of three will live abroad!"

"What? You want to...give up on your dad?"

Wei Rongfen didn't dare to say the last few words loudly.

There was no usual admiration in Jiang Zekai's eyes for Jiang Feng; they were cold as if he was talking to a stranger.

"He gave up on us! And the Jiang family's situation is a bottomless pit. He wants to use this little money to save the Jiang family? Haha... I'm not a god!"

Sometimes he really thinks Jiang's father is quite naive.

"Then you told your father that you would be in charge of Jiang's affairs from now on. Were you just trying to trick him?"

"Mom, you're not so naive as to think your son has the ability to revive the Jiang family with that little money, are you? All the family shares have been given to Jiang Hao, and I still have to work diligently for them? What do I want? I've played the fatherly and filial piety role for so many years, and you don't believe it, do you?"

Wei Rongfen suddenly realized: "That's right! We just need to live a good life and not worry about their life or death! I came to the Jiang family to enjoy life, not to clean up their mess! Son, you are right! Just do as you say!"

The listening device under the desk flickered, emitting a faint red light.

Jiang Hao and Qin Wanyan smiled at each other.

"Heh, if you send this to my cheap dad, what will his reaction be?"

"Maybe... it's a dog-eat-dog situation..."

"My dad will thank me for my filial piety!" Jiang Hao sighed as he operated on his phone, "I am such a filial eldest son!"

Sent successfully!

Qin Wanyan looked at the message on her phone and smiled.

"The fish has taken the bait! Jiang Zekai contacted my secretary and asked to change the remittance account!"

"Oh, you're so impatient, you're not even going to pretend!"

Qin Wanyan directly asked her secretary to agree to Jiang Zekai's request, and immediately transferred the money into his account. By the way, she also sent a copy of the successful remittance picture to Jiang Feng.

How could Jiang Feng sit still after receiving the recording and screenshot of the remittance?

He rushed back home in a hurry without even caring about the chess game he was playing with his old friend.

"Master, why are you back so soon?"

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