My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses displaying a rather complex expression.

The elevator arrived, and Li Bo went in, followed by Zhou Yanshao. They entered the president's office one after the other, and Zhou Yanshao sat down on the sofa.

A moment later, Shu Lang knocked on the door and came in.

Shu Lang handed two documents to Li Bo and reported to him. Li Bo flipped through them, signed them, and nodded from time to time. He looked at Shu Lang with approval and said things like "Do it as you say" and "I trust you with my business." He even called Shu Lang "Little Shu" affectionately.

Zhou Yanshao, sitting on the sofa, said coldly, "Li Bo!"

"Hmm?" Li Bo looked at him, wondering why this young master was angry again.

Zhou Yanshao asked with a grim face, "Is there any water?"

Li Bo picked up the kettle, and Shu Lang offered, "Mr. Bo, let me do it."

Zhou Yanshao looked at Li Bo, indicating that Shu Lang should not fall.

Li Bo dodged Shu Lang's hand: "It's okay, please continue."

Shu Lang continued his report, and Li Bo poured Zhou Yanshao a glass of water. After the report ended, Li Bo glanced at the time and said, "Notify the planning department to have a meeting in ten minutes."

"it is good."

"The company has been busy lately, and everyone has been working overtime. I'd appreciate it if Secretary Shu could order some morning tea for everyone. It'll be on my tab. Once we get through this period, we'll have a celebration banquet."

"President Bo has been working the hardest lately. This morning, the planning director was still talking about Yu Fang's morning tea. Would you like some, President Bo? Their butterfly pastries are their signature dish, and they're not too sweet."

"No need, I ate this morning."

Shu Lang looked at Zhou Yanshao, and Li Bo explained, "He can't eat out."

"Okay, I'll go tell the planning department to get ready for the meeting." Shu Lang walked to the door, then turned back and asked, "Mr. Bo, hot Americano again?"

"I'm not drinking today."

"Okay." Shu Lang closed the door and left.

After closing the door, Li Bo took out two meeting documents and pointed to a cubicle in the president's office, "There's a bed in there where you can rest."

"oh."

"A new ski resort recently opened in Beijing. I know the owner. Want to go tonight?"

"I'm not going." Zhou Yanshao stood up, walked to Li Bo, and placed the back of his hand on Li Bo's forehead. "I'll go get an IV drip at noon."

Li Bo nodded and was about to leave when Zhou Yanshao grabbed his wrist.

Zhou Yanshao took off Li Bo's watch, put his hands in his pockets, slipped the watch into his pants pocket, and went into the cubicle.

Li Bo looked down, raising an eyebrow at the red mark on his wrist.

That night, Li Bo must have really annoyed Zhou Yanshao, because his hands were tied with a belt. It must have been tied for a long time, because there were obvious red marks on his wrists. The next day, Li Bo changed to a thick watch to cover up the marks. Now that he took off his watch, the red marks were exposed.

It looked like he had experienced a brutal ordeal.

Li Bo covered himself with his shirt cuff and went to the conference room.

Shu Lang ordered morning tea and distributed it. He then refilled Li Bo's cup with water. As Li Bo picked up his cup, Shu Lang keenly noticed the red marks on Li Bo's wrist. Shu Lang was meticulous in everything he did; the scar removal cream had arrived just as the meeting ended.

Shu Lang placed the printed meeting minutes on Li Bo's desk.

Li Bo went to the restroom and was not in the office.

After inspecting Li Bo's room, Young Master Zhou came out and saw Shu Lang's retreating figure and the ointment on the table... He walked over, picked it up, and took a look—

Scar removal gel.

“…………”

Zhou Yanshao's face darkened; it was lost.

When Li Bo returned from the restroom, he saw Zhou Yanshao with one hand in his pocket, waiting for the elevator.

Drive carefully.

"Um."

Zhou Yanshao entered the elevator, and Li Bo suddenly said, "By the way, the watch..."

Zhou Yanshao: "Put it here with me."

Li Bo didn't say anything. After the elevator doors closed, he went back to his office to continue working.

Zhou Yanshao drove to the Sun family's company and called Sun Shengyang.

Sun Shengyang looked relieved: "Brother Shao! You really are my good brother! My dad was about to drive me crazy! Where are you? Let's get together for lunch! At your place or mine?"

Sun Shengyang is a typical rich kid, the only son in his family, and has been given high expectations since childhood. Although he is a bit unruly, he has never slacked off in his studies and has been raised according to his parents' plans with high requirements and high standards.

Unlike Zhou Yanshao, Sun Shengyang couldn't rebel against his parents and didn't have any particular hobbies, so he simply drifted along, learning at the company as he was about to graduate, in preparation for taking over later.

Although Sun Shengyang didn't know what he liked or what he wanted to do, he definitely didn't want to be a well-dressed, sanctimonious elite like this.

Now that Zhou Yanshao has returned to China, he finally has another excuse to go out and fool around.

Receiving Zhou Yanshao's call made him happier than seeing the God of Wealth.

"I'll be downstairs at your company soon."

A short while later, Zhou Yanshao's car stopped downstairs at the Sun family's company. He got out of the car and tossed the car keys to Sun Shengyang, as the young master Zhou didn't have the habit of being someone's driver.

Sun Shengyang, realizing he hadn't played basketball in a long time, invited Zhou Yanshao to play a game together. After a thoroughly enjoyable game, the two sat down to drink water. Sun Shengyang remarked, "That guard is really bad; he didn't shoot at such a good opportunity!"

Sun Shengyang kept complaining.

Zhou Yanshao turned his head and asked, "Has Li Bo had a girlfriend in the past two years?"

These words came so suddenly that Sun Shengyang froze for several seconds: "Uh... let me think."

Zhou Yanshao screwed on the mineral water bottle and tossed it aside.

Sun Shengyang racked his brains for a moment: "No, but he has a pretty good reputation in the capital. Li Bo is a very gentlemanly and refined man. Although his family background is not good, anyone with eyes can see that he is capable. It's the Li family who have been blinded by greed."

"Oh, right... that heiress from the Shen family, the one who studied in California, she's been clinging to Li Bo ever since she came back to China, practically offering him resources. They say it's easy for a woman to pursue a man, but after all these years, there's been no progress whatsoever, and she hasn't even asked for any of the Shen family's resources."

Zhou Yanshao caught the key phrase: "Didn't they want the Shen family's resources?"

Sun Shengyang nodded: "Yeah, he's the kind of person who only cares about profit. He's pretty pragmatic. This surprised me quite a bit... I even wondered if he was gay."

Sun Shengyang looked up: "Wait a minute, Brother Shao, why are you asking these questions?"

Sun Shengyang thought to himself, "Is Brother Shao going to introduce Li Bo to someone? ...If it is, it can only be revenge. Two years ago, how good was Brother Shao to Li Bo? He provided him with the best food and drink, and supported him. And Li Bo turned around and stole Brother Shao's inheritance!"

Although the Zhou family would never agree to Li Bo taking over Zhihuai through inheritance, Brother Shao doesn't need to worry about the Zhihuai equity issue.

But who can swallow this insult?

As the saying goes, it's better to fight for your pride than for a steamed bun!

Li Bo's behavior is utterly ungrateful!

It's only natural that Brother Shao would retaliate against him!

Sun Shengyang couldn't let his good brother suffer in silence, and said indignantly, "No way, we absolutely can't let him live too comfortably!"

Zhou Yanshao: "Is there a pharmacy nearby?"