He Yizheng gritted his teeth tightly, the muscles on his face twitching violently.
"So, do you intend to sentence me to death for this? To make me leave HI forever?" He Yizheng asked with a sneer.
"Your shares aren't much, but with dividends, you'll have enough to live comfortably for the rest of your life." He Yirong said coldly, "That dry stock, I gave it to you originally out of respect for the old master. I thought you were his son after all... If I had known earlier that you were mine, I would have kicked you out directly!"
He Yizheng chuckled in a low voice.
"Don't forget, now I'm your only son." He Yizheng uttered with a peculiar tone, "Do you plan to give all the shares to that fool He Ziyi? The board won't agree first!"
"Ziyi isn't a fool." He Yirong calmly corrected him, "As for whether the board agrees or not, that's none of your concern. With your limited say, you can't change anything."
He Yizheng's teeth shook with anger.
