"Since the old man is so ruthless, I'm not polite to you!"

Pheasant Qijie smiled lightly and clapped his palms.

One of the men in black who followed him walked out and handed them to him.

"Don't show it to me, show it to the old man"

Pheasant Kirishima pushed his hand and pointed at Eemon.

"Humph!"

"I'd rather have a look, you think.

Sample!"

Senzaemon took the document and looked.

Before the tea time, his originally displeased face changed to: Come.

His brows were furrowed, as if there was an unsolvable problem plaguing him.

After reading the document, the spirit of the whole person seems to have been traumatized, and it is no longer the same as before.

"Master, don't worry, the Pheasant family will become more prosperous and powerful under my leadership!"

"When you are old, retire with peace of mind and enjoy your retirement life!"

"Hahahahaha!"

A frantic smile appeared on the face of the pheasant thistle, and the frantic laughter spread throughout the hall.

"what!"

"The pheasant family has changed hands"

"It should be that Zhiqie Ji secretly united with some people who own the shares of the Zhiqie family, and changed the position of the old man!"

The people around, when they heard the words of the pheasant cut thistle, their faces changed greatly, and there was an uproar.

And these people are not wrong.

What Chikiriji showed to Senzaemon was... an equity transfer letter.

Now in the entire Pheasant family, he holds the most shares, so he has the leadership of the family.

When Senzaemon saw this document, he knew that the trend was irreversible.

"Erina!"

"Come to me!"

Seeing that Senzaemon remained silent, Pheasant Kiriji laughed even more happily.

At the same time, he waved to Erina and asked her to come beside him.

"Pheasant cut thistle, you can't think about it!"

Senzaemon pulled away to block Erina.

"Father, what are you doing to stop me now?"

Pheasant Kirishima looked at Senzaemon with a sneer.

0 "Eat the halberd!"

"I want to eat halberds with you!"

Senzaemon said in a deep voice.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Fresh halberd!"

Pheasant Cut Thistle laughed out loud.

"What do you use to eat halberds with me? I am the head of the Pheasant family now. Erina should be managed by me. Why should I eat halberds with you?"

Hearing his words, Xianzaemon's expression sank, and he said coldly: "I will use my shares in the Chichi family to eat halberds with you!"

"You win, the shares belong to you, I leave the pheasant house, I win, Erina's custody, you must not interfere!"

"grandfather!"

Erina suddenly raised her head, pulled her grandfather's sleeve, and shook her head.

"Don't worry, Grandpa won't lose!"

Senzaemon gave Erina a reassuring look...

"it is good!"

Pheasant cut thistle agreed.

Originally, he was still having a headache about this, but now Xianzaemon took the initiative to bring it up, saving him a lot of effort.

"But the referee's candidate, you are not going to choose from this group of pigs, right?"

Pheasant cut thistle with a word, and ignited the anger of the people around him.

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