But the economic power is not in our hands.

Liu Haizhong didn't look like he was about to die at any time.

What should I do if this continues?

They came back to inherit Liu Haizhong's huge inheritance, not to serve that old man.

"Brother, when will this end? It's been almost two years since we came back, right?"

"That's right. Why does our dad dislike us so much? He has all this money on him, which he can't take with him when he's alive or when he's dead. It's better to give it to us brothers."

Liu Guangfu curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"If he hadn't made money by cooperating with Xu Damao in business, I would have ignored him. It's not like I can't live in the house allocated by my unit. Why do I have to squeeze into this house?"

When Liu Guangtian heard Liu Guangfu's words, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

He pulled Liu Guangfu aside and whispered:

"I'm telling you, Guangtian, I followed my dad to the Sanfen factory to get the goods before, and it was just a matter of talking to him. Have you ever thought that we can actually do the business that our dad is doing now?"

Liu Guangfu then looked at Liu Guangtian in surprise and said:

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, why don't we bypass Dad and do business directly with Xu Damao? Anyway, Xu Damao already has a relationship with the Third Branch Factory, so there's no need for Dad to build relationships. This way, the money we earn will be ours."

Hearing this, Liu Guangfu's eyes lit up.

He cursed himself for not thinking of this.

If I were rich, I would still have to look at the old fat man's mood.