"Young Master Yiu Feng, what did you say?!"
He heard Yiu Feng's words.
Waay Xilun was completely stunned.
Clearly, he never expected in his wildest dreams that Yiu Feng would say such things.
"From this day forward, Uncle Cao will be the new president of Yiu's chamber of commerce!" Yiu Feng repeated once more.
Cao Heng's face bore a smile.
"Yiu Feng, your father's soul hasn't found peace yet; how can you do this?" Waay Xilun's face was full of disappointment.
"Uncle Cao is right."
"We must seize the time."
"As for my father, I will definitely give him a grand burial," Yiu Feng said.
"Moreover, I feel that Uncle Waay, you have been with my father, toiling for so long, and you should also take a rest."
"I have already had the large estate on the west side of Shang City cleared out for you."
"From now on, you can retire there and enjoy your twilight years," Yiu Feng spoke again.
Waay Xilun felt as if struck by thunder?
Rest?
Bullshit rest!
