After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

Now, even if he has to be thick-skinned and sacrifice his reputation, he must help the Fang family.

As for Miaoxuan's child, I will talk to her personally!"

Fang Qingyan thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Zhidie and Ping'an have the biggest conflict. Otherwise, why not let Zhidie come..."

Fang Junhong glanced at her and asked, "What happened to Zhidie?"

Fang Qingyan sighed, "During the years Ping An was at home, the one who treated him the worst was my third sister.

Fourth sister is not at home all year round, but she doesn't have many conflicts with Ping An."

Fang Junhong frowned and said, "I never care about family matters. Weren't your mother and you guys the only ones who stayed at home with him during those years?"

Fang Qingyan's words got stuck in her throat, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

You don't take care of anything. You just eat and sleep at home. How do you care about the rest of the time?

But if you hadn't spoiled him, would Zhidie and Hongjun have treated Ping'an like that?

"Mom doted on Hongjun a little too much, and I also did something wrong in this matter.

When Zhidie bullied him, I did not criticize them from an impartial perspective.

Maybe this is why Ping An is so dissatisfied with me! "

Fang Qingyan looked at her watch and saw that it was almost five in the afternoon, so she said, "How about I go over to my mom's place now? She's always wanted to see Ping An, and this opportunity is rare, so she should be able to come."

Fang Junyi nodded, "I don't care about anything else, your whole family must be here.

If you all think Zhidie is not suitable to appear, then don't call her."

Fang Junhong pondered for a moment and then shook his head, "Since it's an apology, then let Zhidie come as well.

Just... tell her that even if it's just acting, she has to act seriously."

Fang Junyi knocked on the coffee table and said, "The capital will be handed over to Hongwei in the future. As for Yuncheng, you still don't have an heir.

Think about this matter carefully.

If Ping An really doesn't want it, you should think about how to deal with such a big company!"

Fang Qingyan opened her mouth and closed it again.

Fang Junhong looked directly at his older brother, who was born to the same mother as him, and said, "There is only one listed company under the Fang Group, and the others are all unlisted companies.

At the group level, the Fang and Zhao families in Beijing together hold less than 30% of the shares, and a few of those shares were snatched away from Zhao Wei by my eldest brother-in-law.

The real control is in my hands.

Those are mine whether I have a son or not.

Besides, don’t I have a son?”

Fang Junyi narrowed his eyes. "Oh? It's easy if you have a son. As the eldest uncle, I will always continue to help. After all, we are family."

Fang Qingyan was really stunned.

She guessed that her father had another son outside!

Fang Junhong smiled. "Although Chen Pingan has changed his last name to Chen, who can say he is not my son?"

He looked at Fang Junyi's expression and asked slowly, "If I say that I have already written a will and notarized it, leaving everything to Ping An, do you still have any ideas about the Fang Group?"

Fang Junyi's face was expressionless, "I have no interest in your Fang Group.

I just hope the Fang family won't be implicated because of the mess in your family.

Chen Pingan was able to unite so many families to bring down the Tang family just for Tang Qian, and he didn't take a penny.

Think about it yourself, if Chen Ping'an's next target is the Fang Group, how would you respond?

He has the temperament of eradicating the problem completely. Do you think it would be useful to mention your identity as his biological father?

If it was useful, he wouldn't have severed the father-son relationship with you two years ago!

Do you really think that your 10 billion is a lot of money?

You saw yesterday that the money others wanted to give him was more than the value of your pitiful shares.

Do I need to say anything else?"

Fang Junhong laughed heartily, and his mood suddenly improved a little, "Haha...Brother, now is not the time to talk about this.