Five years later, Sanbao took his mother to abuse the chaebol family

Chapter 221

The old man snorted.

The fourth child has done his best to get this son all these years. As for the fortune of the young man, it is up to him.

Si Junxiu looked around at the people present, and his eyes fell on Si Zhaoting. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and approached Si Zhaoting.

Si Zhaoting didn't lift his eyelids, his eyes were as cold as frost.

"Seventh brother, I really need you to worry about the matter of Gouzi, but he is currently in the learning stage, and he still has potential."

He clasped his hands together, and the way he looked at Si Zhaoting changed slightly.

Unexpectedly!Si Zhaoting's eyeballs moved, it seems that the God of Medicine really healed his eyes...

Si Zhaoting had been blind all these years, but he was not less angry with him. Thinking about it, Si Junxiu lowered his eyes and stroked his chin with his fingers.

Si Zhaoting still ignored him, he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, turned around and walked to Mr. Si's side.

"Dad, please persuade Seventh Brother, Feng Hao is indeed still young, but he has a lot of room for improvement. I will educate this rebellious son when I go back. I can't make fun of the Si family's reputation."

Si Junxiu held Si Fenghao by the collar and brought him to Mr. Si's side. Si Fenghao looked embarrassed and quickly shook off Si Junxiu's hand.

This father didn't take care of him very much, he hadn't seen him for several years, the first thing he did when he came back was to grab him by the collar and reprimand him.

He really didn't live up to expectations, but he also didn't set a good example for himself as a father. If he had a father like Uncle Qi, would he still need to sell fakes?
I am afraid that the future has been arranged long ago, and there is no need to fight for it here.

He was not treated well by his seventh uncle, and his own father still made him unable to step down. He lost all face, and was ashamed to hang out with the Si family...

"Why, you kid, hurry up and apologize to your seventh uncle, and ask him to give you another chance!"

Si Junxiu scolded sharply, and his gentle face instantly turned into an irresistible solemnity.

The old man looked at the posture of the fourth child, and waved his hand at Si Fenghao.

The implication is, don't look for him, he can't control it.

Si Zhaoting raised his eyes slightly, and stared at Si Fenghao. He put his hands together, lowered his head, and looked a little nervous.

From time to time, he raised his head to look at Si Zhaoting. The moment their eyes met, Si Fenghao's body trembled.

"Uncle Seven, I am also here to turn around the jewelry store..."

Before he could say anything, a "slap" slap landed on his cheek.

He reached out to touch his slightly swollen face, and looked at his father with angry eyes.

Is he really his own?

"I make you apologize!"

Si Junxiu lowered his voice again, his voice was extremely oppressive.

Si Fenghao was turned away by his yelling, with aggrieved and dissatisfied expression on his face.

Apologies, apologies!He did nothing wrong, he told the truth!

Seeing that Si Fenghao didn't move to speak, Si Junxiu grabbed Si Fenghao's collar and was about to punch him. His fist was two centimeters away from his face, but Si Zhaoting yelled to stop.

What are you doing strict father?
Just pretending in front of the old man.

Even if Si Zhaoting couldn't see what was going on in Si Junxiu's mind, he could still figure it out!
"Sorry, I don't accept it."

Si Zhaoting paused every word, staring at Si Junxiu's blurred figure with sharp eyes, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This smile extinguished the anger in Si Junxiu's heart. After he calmed down, he eased the atmosphere with a smile.

"Old Qi, I have been outside all these years, and I don't know anything about the Si family, and I have completely derailed from the Si family.

"The good business over there has finally improved, and it is considered as compensation for me."

Si Junxiu had a smile on his face, but he was already yelling curses in his heart.

He has been sent to other places for so many years, and just after he came back, the rights in Si Fenghao's hands were taken away.

If it was said that this was not an action aimed at him coming back, he would never believe it.

Now the power of the Si family is still in the hands of Mr. Si, and he, Si Zhaoting, has no real power over there.

With this plan, it's hard not to be that he is collecting his own strength and strengthening his position in the Si family.

Si Zhaoting's thin lips parted slightly, and he raised his chin. His sharp jawline looked like a sharp sword.

His slender eyelashes hung down to his lower eyelids, as if the breath of Shura Earthshaw swept and roared.

"Do you look at me like a talkative person?"

Si Zhaoting's tone was cold, without leaving any room for it.

He had already given Si Fenghao a chance, but if he didn't cherish it, there was nothing he could do.

Si Junxiu's cold eyes were burning with anger, his fists were tightly clenched, a helpless smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and he nodded.

Si Zhaoting never saves face for himself, no matter how soft he is, this kid just won't take it.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Si Fenghao turned his head and ran away. He had already lost enough face today.

He's already digging three rooms and four halls out of embarrassment here.

"Where?"

Si Junxiu grabbed Si Fenghao's ear, he tried his best to restrain his anger, and lowered his voice to accuse.

"what…"

Si Fenghao cried out in pain, holding his pinched ear with his hands, his heart seemed to be torn, he jumped up anxiously.

Mr. Si shook his head and waved his hands. The father and son were here to make a joke. He turned around and hugged Ning Mo into his arms.

Rather than watching them fight, it is better to have fun with the grandson.

"Bao Bao, have you thought about Grandpa?"

He patted Ning Mo on the back, and the smile on his face overflowed uncontrollably.

"Bao Bao thinks here."

Ning Mo pointed to his heart with a very low voice.

The cuteness of his chubby face melted Mr. Si's heart.

Hearing Ning Mo's answer, the corners of Mr. Si's mouth almost reached his ears. He patted Ning Mo's back, enjoying the happy time with his grandson.

"Dad, Feng Hao just made a mistake when he was young, so there's no need to fuss over it."

Si Junxiu looked at Si Zhaoting, and what he said revealed that Si Laoqi was ignorant.

Mr. Si was immersed in the world with Ning Mo, and he didn't hear Si Junxiu's words at all.

"Dad! Lao Qi has a business mind and is very decent in handling things, but if he sticks to small things all the time, he will appear arrogant."

He repeated what he said just now, and approached Mr. Si.

Old Master Si was made uncomfortable by the irritability in his ears, he put down Ning Mo, put his hands beside the crutches, and hid the smile on his face.

Hearing what Si Junxiu said, Mr. Si snorted, as if he had seen everything through.

To put it bluntly, the war between the sons is to fight for family property.

It's just that some people are red-faced and red-faced, but they get nothing in the end.

But some people are as indifferent as Maitreya Buddha, but they can win the whole victory.

"Fourth, I can't control your affairs, but I believe that the seventh must have his reasons for doing so."

Mr. Si has always been very optimistic about Si Zhaoting. Although he doesn't interfere in the affairs of the Si family, he can see that Si Zhaoting handles major issues very steadily and is a suitable heir.

"Dad, no..."

Si Junxiu still maintained his composure despite his panic, and his voice was still full of energy.

Before he could finish speaking, he was caught by the sound of footsteps behind him.

(End of this chapter)