Zhao Wenxiang brought Zhao Hao in, and without putting on any airs as an internal historian, he bowed and saluted Zhao Sheng.
"Greetings, Chief. I wonder why you summoned me so late at night?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling snorted coldly.
Zhao Sheng said, "Wenxiang, come and sit down and talk."
Zhao Wenxiang nodded, walked over and sat down in the lower seat.
Zhao Hao stood at the back.
Without waiting for Zhao Sheng to speak, Zhao Ling said with a gloomy face: "Second brother, when you came in just now, didn't you see anything different at the gate?"
Zhao Wenxiang and Zhao Ling are of the same generation. In the ranking of their generation, Zhao Wenxiang is the second oldest and Zhao Ling is the youngest.
So he called Zhao Wenxiang "Second Brother", and Zhao Hao called him "Uncle".
There was no expression on Zhao Wenxiang's face. He nodded and simply said three words.
“Yes.”
Seeing him take it so lightly, Zhao Ling immediately became angry.
"Second brother, is this how you teach your son?"
"Throwing dung on the family gate!"
"This is simply outrageous!"
"Does he still have family in his eyes?"
"Are there any elders?"
"As his father, you tell me what to do about this matter!"
Zhao Wenxiang frowned.
"Old Third, your question is a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"
"What's going on with that shit? Don't you know it yourself?"
"Are you calling me here just to turn the tables?"
"Second brother wants to ask you something!"
"As Hao'er's uncle, you ordered people to throw feces on the first floor again and again. What is your intention?"
"Do you still think Hao'er is a member of the Zhao family?"
"Is this how you act as an uncle?"
Zhao Wenxiang’s position as the Internal Secretary was certainly not given for nothing.
When he speaks, he hits the nail on the head.
Zhao Ling's face was extremely ugly after being rebuked, but he forced himself to say: "Second brother, what you said is really ridiculous. What does the accident on the first floor have to do with me?"
Zhao Wenxiang said in a deep voice: "Old Third, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"
Zhao Ling said angrily, "Zhao Wenxiang, stop making a fuss here. This is about your son, just tell me how you want to solve it!"
Zhao Wenxiang said, "Why don't you just tell me. Haven't you already thought about it?"
Zhao Ling said coldly: "Okay, since you let me speak, then I won't be polite!"
"Zhao Hao should be severely punished for such an unfilial act."
"But considering that he is still young, other punishments will be ignored."
"During this period, the family encountered business difficulties."
"It just so happens that he has 50% of the dry liquor shares."
"As long as he hands over 30% of the dry liquor shares to the family, he will be exempted from punishment as he has made great contributions to the family!"
Zhao Wenxiang's face also looked extremely ugly, and he no longer wanted to waste time talking to Zhao Ling.
He turned his head and looked at Zhao Sheng who was sitting above him.
"Patriarch, is this what you mean?"
Zhao Sheng first sighed with embarrassment, then said helplessly: "Wenxiang, you also have to understand the difficulties of the family."
"The family is indeed in trouble now, and Zhao Hao is also capable."
"As a member of a family, it is only natural to do something for the family. What do you think?"
Hearing what Zhao Sheng said, Zhao Wenxiang's heart sank completely.
Although he cares a lot about his family, he cares more about his son.
If the negotiation was easy, he would definitely persuade Zhao Hao to give him some of the profits from the dry wine.
But now, he was extremely disappointed.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Zhao Sheng and said, "Patriarch, in order to get the dry wine and dry shares in my son's hands, you have been causing trouble for my son time and time again."
"My son fought back a little, and you couldn't stand it."
"And they also threaten with dry wine and dry shares."
"I would like to ask, do you really regard us as your people?"
"Is this kind of despicable behavior used to deal with people of the same race?"
"You are being too disheartening, aren't you?"
Zhao Sheng's face turned ugly and he was speechless.
Zhao Ling on the side snorted, "Zhao Wenxiang, Lord Nei Shi, you are really good at speaking!"
"It is obviously you, a good son, who did such an unfilial thing."
"Now you can bite back!"
"I admire you. I really admire you!"
"No wonder this little bastard dared to do this, it turns out that you, as his father, are backing him up!"
Hearing what Zhao Ling said, Zhao Wenxiang was so angry that his face turned blue.
Zhao Hao, who was standing behind him, finally couldn't help it and looked at Zhao Ling coldly.
"From the beginning to the end, there was indeed a dog biting back!"
"It was obviously this dog who first used despicable means to treat his own people in an attempt to steal money from them."
"If you don't let him bite or snatch, he won't be able to bear it!"
Zhao Ling immediately became furious, his eyes widened and he glared at Zhao Hao fiercely.
"Who are you calling a dog, little bastard?"
Zhao Hao was not polite either, and sneered: "If I say it to others, can I be worthy of you, my little uncle!"
“Rebellion!”
“It’s the opposite!”
"Chief, this little beast has no respect for his elders. He threw feces at the gate of the family. Now he not only does not repent, but also verbally abuses the elders."
"Why keep such a beast and unfilial son?"
"He must be expelled from the family!"
When Zhao Hao heard the words "expelled from the family", he didn't feel anything, but Zhao Wenxiang's expression suddenly changed.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Ling suddenly became even more arrogant.
"Second brother, you have to think carefully. After this little bastard is expelled from the family, he will be like a family without ancestors!"
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