Gu Momo crossed her arms, casually raised her eyebrows, and leaned lazily against the soft chair, a meaningful smile playing in her eyes.

Seriously? Is Li Qinghao trying to outdo Zixiao in business acumen?

She remembered that when she entered Zixiao's room before, she had inadvertently seen management books that had been flipped through many times on Zixiao's desk.

There are even management books like the "12Reads series," which cover all aspects of corporate strategy, marketing, and human resources...

Given Zixiao's personality, he should have already memorized the contents of these books.

If Li Qinghao's son wants to compete with Zixiao in business knowledge, then Zixiao is simply outmatched!

She casually crossed her legs and looked at Li Qinghao meaningfully, "Do you really want your son to compare with Zixiao?"

Li Qinghao thought Gu Momo was scared, and a sneer appeared on his lips. "I know my own son. I have enough confidence in my son. Li Ting, you don't have confidence in your son, do you?"

Of course, he and Li Zhanting are actually of the same generation.

He had already lost to Li Zhanting back then, and lost badly. How could he allow his son to lose to Li Zhanting's son again?

So from the moment his son was born, he spent the most money and provided the most elite education for his son, hoping that one day his son could crush Li Zhanting's son and avenge the humiliation of that year!

So how could he possibly miss such a great opportunity today?

"Ziyan, come to Daddy!"

After saying that, Li Qinghao quickly waved to a child in the middle of the crowd.

"dad!"

Soon, Gu Momo saw a chubby little boy in a black suit running over. This was Li Qinghao's son, Li Ziyan.

The moment Li Ziyan saw Li Zixiao, a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes, as was his habit, before he said arrogantly:

"You must be Li Zixiao, right? Do you dare to have a match with me? Hmm?"

Gu Momo narrowed her eyes slightly.

The child looked to be only six or seven years old, but there was no trace of childlike innocence in his eyes. Instead, he seemed like a tool for revenge, with only a strong competitive spirit in his eyes.

What kind of ideas did his father instill in him from a young age?

Li Zixiao sensed the intense hostility emanating from Li Ziyan, and his brow furrowed.

He was protected by his father from a young age, and he learned a strong sense of responsibility from his father. Before, his father used his sense of responsibility to protect him, and now... he also wants to use this sense of responsibility to protect his mother.

His stern face tightened slightly as he took a step forward.

Li Zhanting gently crouched down, placing his large hand lightly in front of Li Zixiao. He looked up at Li Qinghao, his eyes revealing a chilling coldness:

"You haven't said yet what the consequences will be if your son loses."

Li Qinghao was slightly taken aback. He seemed not to have expected Li Zhanting to be so certain that his son would win, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, Li Zhanting, aren't you saying that a bit too soon? My son isn't like your son these past few years, lying in bed all day long! While your son is fighting for his life, my son has already been strictly demanding of himself as the heir of the Li family!"

"Since you've asked directly, I'll be direct too! If my son wins, your son's future inheritance rights must be unconditionally transferred to my son; if my son loses, then I will transfer 10% of my shares to your son!"

A mocking glint appeared in Li Zhanting's eyes. "Is your ten percent stake something so valuable that I need it?"

"You!" Li Qinghao was choked by the words, his fists clenched in fury.

"Then tell me! What other stakes do you want?"

The Li family's total assets are in the hundreds of millions, making them a well-deserved powerful family in the capital.

Although Li Qinghao's assets cannot compare to Li Zhanting's, his 10% stake already surpasses that of many wealthy and powerful families.

Li Zhanting actually doesn't care about his 10% shareholding?

A cold smile crept into Li Zhanting's eyes. He said calmly, "It's simple. Give me fifty percent of the shares, plus your kneeling down and kowtowing to Zixiao to admit your mistake!"

"You... Li Zhanting, don't push your luck!"

Ten percent of the shares was already a fatal blow to him, yet Li Zhanting directly asked for fifty percent?

What's more, kneeling? As an elder of the Li family, his dignity and prestige are matters for a lifetime. If he kowtows and admits his mistakes to Li Zixiao in front of everyone, it means he will never be able to hold his head high in front of Li Zixiao again!

Li Zhanting smiled sarcastically, "So you're too scared?"

Li Qinghao couldn't stand Li Zhanting's sarcasm, so he immediately agreed, "My son is definitely better than your son. When have I ever dared to do that?!"

His son, Li Ziyan, hired so many internationally renowned experts to give lectures, while Li Zixiao is just a good-for-nothing who knows nothing!

A disdainful chuckle seemed to escape Li Zhanting's throat as he beckoned:

"Prepare the test questions!"

Li Qinghao readily stepped forward, "Wait, let me do it!"

In less than two minutes, he placed the thick stack of business test questions in front of Li Zixiao and Li Ziyan, and with a smirk, he said:

"If your son doesn't know the answer, he doesn't need to put on a brave face. Many of these questions involve professional knowledge that you only learn in university..."

Li Zixiao, however, was already calmly seated in the high chair, his back straight, his small frame exuding a remarkable air.

"Let's save time and get started."

After saying that, he picked up the pen.

Li Qinghao stared wide-eyed. How could Li Zixiao show even a hint of panic?

He quickly realized what was happening and glared at Li Ziyan, "Ziyan! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and write!"

Li Ziyan had actually picked up the pen the moment Li Zixiao picked it up.

However, when he picked up the pen, he glanced at Li Zixiao, and his eyes were clearly filled with strong hostility and hatred.

From the time he could remember, he was practically raised by his father as a tool for revenge;

Everything he did was aimed at Li Zixiao; it wasn't so much about surpassing him as it was about defeating him as a victor. Even drinking water had to be done more elegantly than Li Zixiao's, and eating had to be done more cleanly, gracefully, and in a shorter time than Li Zixiao's...

For Li Ziyan, Li Zixiao was his imaginary rival. The meaning of his life was to prove to his father that he could surpass Li Zixiao. And today, he finally had the opportunity to defeat this opponent he had never truly fought before...