Lu Jingyi was as dumb as a chicken, and he felt unwell all over.

Si Lijue showed no sympathy and coldly ordered, "Little bodyguard, throw him out. He's an eyesore."

"Yes sir!"

Mu Baoer raised her hand and passed it across his eyebrows, making a weird salute. Then she walked forward with a grim smile, bent his arm with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and dragged him out of the president's office.

When passing by the secretariat, the female secretaries were all shocked. How could someone easily drag away someone who was nearly twice their size?

Once again, they witnessed Mu Baoer's extraordinary strength.

"Little sister, please let me go, I'm yelling."

Only when they reached the stairs did Lu Jingyi finally breathe a sigh of relief. He said with great resentment, "Miss, you've gone too far. I winked at you for so long, but you ignored me and didn't even help me!"

He was 100% sure that as long as Mu Baoer asked, he would get the 10 million.

Facing Lu Jingyi's complaints, Mu Baoer said quietly, "Master Lu, your brother is my immediate superior who pays me. Who do you think I should help?"

Lu Jingyi hummed, "Of course he's helping me. After all, the reason I asked my brother for money was to make some contribution to me... ahem, to society."

Realizing that he almost said something he shouldn't have, Lu Jingyi broke out in a cold sweat.

Facing Mu Baoer's scrutiny, he said righteously, "My brother earns so much money, it would be a waste if he doesn't spend it. Only when it is consumed and circulated, which drives GDP growth and makes other people's wallets bulge, can we earn more money and spend more money. Is that what I said?"

Mu Baoer: "..."

What you said makes so much sense that I can't refute it.

Because of their different backgrounds, their spiritual understanding was not on the same level. Mu Baoer glanced at him, crossed her arms and stopped talking.

Lu Jingyi continued to chatter as usual, analyzing the benefits of spending money to Mu Baoer, and even encouraged her to say something good about him next time, so that he could give her a commission from the money he got from Si Lijue.

Mu Baoer’s face was full of “???” when she saw Lu Jingyi’s outrageous move. Honey, are you serious?

I have to say that when it comes to squandering money, Lu Jingyi is a professional, and when it comes to cheating people, Lu Jingyi is also a professional.

Mu Baoer turned her head to look at him and really wanted to say, "You're too stingy with just a rebate. Would you consider a 50-50 split?"

No, why does Lu Jingyi think that he, an outsider, can get pocket money that even Si Lijue's younger brother can't?

Who gave you the confidence?

Mu Baoer looked confused.

Seeing her deep eyes and serious expression, Lu Jingyi thought she was seriously considering his proposal. He rubbed his hands and asked with a smile, "Is it okay?"

What a big-headed ghost! If I had a brother like this, I would smash his head in a minute!

Mu Baoer sneered.

Lu Jingyi: “…”

Suddenly I felt a chill on my back...

…

Si Yiming walked out of the MR Group door cursing all the way.

Looking back at the magnificent skyscraper, jealousy and greed appeared in Si Yiming's eyes.

He turned to look at Si Borong and continued to incite and sow discord, saying, "Dad, my brother really is looking down on you more and more. Look at his attitude just now. He accused us of stealing data and even wanted to sue us! I'm afraid he has forgotten who gave birth to him and raised him up."

"He's still a young man, yet he dares to treat you like this. If Grandpa hands over the entire MR Group to him in the future, won't he be even more domineering and ignore you?"

Si Yiming is really a coward and a fanner.

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, thinking about how his grandfather had handed over such a large MR Group to Si Lijue alone to manage, while he couldn't even find a nine-to-five job.

He even warned him to stop getting involved in the company, which made Si Yiming even more furious!

We both have the same surname, Si, so why would the company give him only one person!

Si Yiming was not convinced.

Facing Si Yiming's provocation, Si Borong's expression was very cold. A hint of impatience even flashed across his handsome face. He frowned and said, "Alright, if you're dissatisfied, go and complain to Li Jue directly. Don't be so noisy here."

"Dad, why are you siding with him?" Si Yiming paused, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief:

"What did he do to you just now? He embarrassed you in front of so many people. Can you really bear this?"

Si Yiming puffed his lips and gritted his teeth, "And that little bitch, didn't you see the smug look in her eyes just now, she was really pissed me off."

The little bitch that Si Yiming mentioned was naturally Mu Baoer.

But Si Borong frowned and said with a straight face: "What a little bitch, be respectful to my new girlfriend."

"What?" Si Yiming widened his eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

"It's okay." Si Borong's eyes flashed.

Si Yiming hadn't really heard clearly just now, so he ignored it and changed the subject back to the original topic, saying pitifully, "Dad, we didn't get the money, what's going to happen to the jewelry store? Are the deposits really going to go down the drain?"

Si Yiming's intention was to encourage Si Boyong to continue asking Si Lijue for the money, and if that didn't work, then to report it to his grandfather. He couldn't just ignore it and lose millions in vain.

Who would have thought that Si Borong would confidently say, "Tell your mother to sell her apartment and make up the difference."

Si Yiming was stunned: "Huh?"

Si Borong frowned: "Is there a problem?"

Si Yiming immediately became anxious, "No, Dad, why sell my mom's house? She needs that house for her retirement."

Si Borong's face was clearly unhappy. "I only sold one of the dozen or so houses."

Indeed, Si Yiming's mother was a demolition household, and her family was allocated more than a dozen houses. Houses in South City are so expensive that any one of them can be sold for tens of millions. No wonder Si Borong said that.

But when Si Boyong said he wanted to sell it, Si Yiming was reluctant to do so because those were all his property.

Si Yiming pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "How can we sell our house? It's in a good school district. It's more profitable to rent it out than to sell it."

"Forget it." Si Borong said casually.

Si Yiming heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this and continued to talk about the jewelry store. "What about the balance? Are you going to pay it or not?"

Si Borong said neatly, "I don't have any money. I won't pay."

Si Yiming became anxious again: "What about our deposit?"

Si Borong spread his hands: "Oh, no."

Si Yiming: "...but..."

Si Yiming wanted to say, "But I have invested more than one million yuan, how can I just give it up? That is all my assets!"

However, Si Borong interrupted him and said confidently, "I asked you to sell the house but you refused. You can't make up the balance and you're asking me what to do with the deposit. What can I do? If you don't want it, then don't sell it. It's not worth much."

Si Yiming: “…”