Is Chapter 335 a declaration of war against your father?
Qin Ce took out his phone from his pocket, glanced at it, and then casually hung up and put it back in his pocket.
Just as Wang Ye was about to speak, his phone rang again.
He hung up again and casually tossed the phone onto the sofa.
When the phone rang for the third time, Wang Ye couldn't help but ask, "Qin Ce, why aren't you answering the phone?"
"A telemarketing call." Qin Ce continued staring at the computer, ignoring the ringing.
Wang Ye clicked his tongue and complained to Qiao Xing, "You're such a busy person, always so busy."
“I make phone calls to people every day at work. People get annoyed when they see my phone and hang up on me just like he does.”
Qiao Xing also remembered his job, "Cousin, haven't you quit your job yet?"
"I resigned. My term hasn't expired yet; it'll be a month in a few days. But there's one more thing I need to do before my resignation expires."
"What's up?"
Wang Ye grinned, "Pay back Bai Yi's loan, then I can get a 10% commission."
"Didn't you say she owed 2.3 million? With interest, it's definitely more than that. Can your aunt really give her that much as a bride price?"
Wang Ye said, "I definitely can't give it to her. My mother gave her 1.5 million yuan, but she had already paid back 200,000 yuan herself, so with this 1.5 million yuan, she has paid back 1.7 million yuan."
Wang Ye was still counting on his fingers, "But it's still not enough. I can only pay back one million first, and the remaining five hundred thousand..."
As Qiao Xing listened to his rambling, her gaze towards him became increasingly subtle.
She suddenly realized that Wang Ye was calculating his own commission or calculating Bai Yi's debts, intending to pay them off together with Bai Yi.
But hearing that he quit that awful job, I breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, you quit. That job wasn't for you. So what are you planning to do after you quit?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I have no education and no skills, so I might as well go work on a construction site and carry bricks."
"Serves you right for not studying properly; now you know you regret it."
Wang Ye twitched the corner of his mouth. "Oh dear, my mom brought this up to talk about me, and now you're bringing it up again. Seriously, have you been influenced by my mom?"
Qiao Xing blinked, choosing to end the topic, "Just kidding."
"I know, never mind. I see you're fine, so I won't bother you anymore. You can rest now, I'm leaving."
"Okay, take your time with Linlin."
"Okay." Wang Ye glanced at Linlin beside him. "Are you coming or not?"
Linlin glared at him defiantly, "I want my mom!"
"Your mom hasn't gotten off work yet. You've grown up so big and all you do is ask for your mom every day. When I was your age, I was already the oldest in my class!"
Wang Ye was mischievous from a young age. When he was in school, starting from kindergarten, he was the troublemaker in his class, and no one dared to mess with him.
This was especially true in junior high school. Relying on his sense of loyalty, he befriended a group of academically weak students and neglected his studies.
They thought they were amazing, but those who did well in school looked down on them, and even the teachers thought they were hopeless.
And then what happened?
It came true!
Now, in their junior high school class group chat, he sees those people showing off, and he doesn't dare to say a word.
Although he was sometimes teased, Wang Ye could only pretend to be dead in silence. After being beaten down by society, it seemed that Wang Ye and those high-achieving students had switched roles.
During the Chinese New Year, someone invited everyone to a class reunion, but Wang Ye didn't go. He felt embarrassed to go, and there was no need for him to go.
Going there would only make you a laughingstock.
Wang Ye has now almost completely cut off contact with those so-called brothers from before.
Wang Ye pulled Linlin away from the hospital, heading to Weisheng to wait for Bai Yi to get off work.
He had barely left when Qin Ce's phone rang again.
Qiao Xing couldn't help but glance at him a few times. She saw that Qin Ce looked serious and somewhat annoyed.
He hung up again this time, but he took his phone and went outside.
Qiao Xing stared at his back, thinking that he was too busy with work, having to take care of her on top of his job.
She felt really bad about it.
Qin Ce went outside into the corridor, a little further away from the ward, before answering the call that came back from the other end.
"Getting through to you is harder than Tang Sanzang's journey to the West. I had to change my number several times before you finally answered. Qin Ce, what do you mean by this?"
Qin Ce frowned and said in a deep voice, "I should be asking you that. What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? My meaning is simple: tell your brother and your grandfather to come back to me. Now look what's happened, these two are determined to oppose me. Are you up to something?"
"I'm not that free. If you can't bring people back yourself, that's your own problem, don't blame it on me."
Qin Liang sneered, "Xiao Ce, you're my son. You can just tell me what you want. As your father, how could I not give it to you?"
Qin Ce frowned more and more deeply, without responding to his words.
Qin Liang continued, "But the old man is getting old, and people inevitably become confused as they get older. He can be easily misled and make some wrong decisions. He's confused, but you can't be confused, you know?"
Qin Liang's words were veiled, and Qin Ce, if he wasn't stupid, would naturally understand them.
Qin Ce said, "I think that although the old man is old, he is more clear-headed than anyone else. He knows that someone will plot against him when he returns to the capital, so he made some wise decisions."
"On the contrary, some people, when their plans fall through, harbor resentment and, under the guise of high-sounding excuses, do things that are beneath their dignity."
After he said that, there was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
Then, Qin Liang's angry laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"Good, good, good, you're really my good son. From what you're saying, are you planning to declare war on your old man?"
Qin Ce said, "I didn't mean that. Your father is putting on such a high ego, how could I dare to declare war on you? The old man did give me the shares, but I'm not interested in those things."
"Of course, the premise is that you don't bother me, otherwise, I might suddenly become interested one day."
Qin Liang laughed, but his laughter was filled with gritted teeth. "Such arrogance! No wonder you're my son. I shouldn't have let your mother take you away in the first place!"
Is there anything else?
"Qin Ce, I'll ask you just one question: do you still acknowledge me as your father?"
Qin Ce remained silent.
"Very well, then I'll wait and see. I want to see how much real skill you have to offer in saying these things."
After he finished speaking, the phone went dead.
He gripped the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white.
He stood in the corridor for a while before pinching his brow and returning to the ward.
When Qiao Xing saw him return, she was about to greet him, but seeing his serious expression and the fact that he seemed to be in a bad mood, Qiao Xing swallowed her words.
He sat back down on the sofa, picked up his laptop again, and started typing away. Qiao Xing didn't dare to talk to him.
Then his phone rang again.
Qiao Xing could clearly see the barely concealed rage in his eyes.
However, he still answered the phone, and his voice sounded normal. "Speak."
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