Yan Chao grew up in such an environment. He was able to set up his own business and severely crack down on those relatives who only cared about their own interests. Naturally, he was not a merciful person.
He first quietly began to create internal conflicts within the Yan Group, not only between brothers, but also between couples.
In this situation, the original projects of the Yan Group were being devoured bit by bit. Seeing the data of various industries of the Yan Group begin to collapse, the group of incompetent guys who were only concerned with internal strife at the time discovered that something was wrong, but it was already too late to save the situation.
Yan Chao was not in a hurry to kill them. He just saw that they were unable to struggle, unwilling to give up the status that the Yan Group originally had, but unable to make a comeback.
What Yan Chao wanted was to just watch them struggle with these emotions.
Don’t you think these things are the most important?
How does it feel to want something but not be able to hold on to it, and finally have to watch it slip away?
Today, the broken shell of the Yan Group finally couldn't hold on any longer...
The corners of Yan Chao's lips slowly curled up, and suddenly a chuckle escaped, which was contemptuous and sarcastic.
It ended faster than expected, and I always felt like it was a bit boring.
His eyes were dark and deep, with dangerous emotions entangled in them.
The screen lit up again.
Ou Xuan: What are you going to do next?
Yan Chao lowered his eyes and looked at it expressionlessly, his fingertips dancing lightly on the phone screen, but the words he typed were cruel.
Yan Chao: Kill him while he is ill.
Simply depriving them of what they want is not enough; if he wants them to like something, they will never get it.
Not knowing what he was thinking of, Yan Chao closed his eyes, trying to suppress the darkness that was growing in his heart and should have been hidden deep inside.
The phone then lit up again.
Yan Chao paused, opened his eyes, and the light from the screen shone on his face. The nickname made the emotion in his eyes fade slightly.
With a slight movement of the fingertip, the dialog box popped up.
My porcelain baby: Senior, it’s time to go to bed.
Just this one line of words slowly calmed Yan Chao's emotions. He felt a sense of belonging and an inexplicable fatigue. This feeling made him want to hug the little girl he had just separated from not long ago.
Just kiss and rub it.
Let him be sure that the one he cares about is still by his side and will not disappear.
Yan Chao: Porcelain treasure...
My porcelain baby: Huh?
Yan Chao: I feel like... I miss you.
I really want to make up for all the kisses, hugs and lifts I owe you.
There was a slight pause on the other end, and then a short voice message came over.
Chu Ci's sweet and soft voice with a smile suddenly rang out in the empty room, dispelling the cruel and cold atmosphere.
"Senior, are you acting like a spoiled brat with me?"
Yan Chao lowered his eyes and looked at the phone in his hand.
behave in a spoiled manner?
Of course not. How could a grown man like him act like a spoiled child?
Instead, her tone sounded more like she was acting coquettishly.
Yan Chao pursed his lips.
Yan Chao: Are you going to the studio tomorrow?
My porcelain baby: Yes.
Yan Chao: I'm relatively free tomorrow morning.
My porcelain baby: Huh?
Chu Ci held the phone and looked at the awkward words on the screen, but she didn't want to continue answering the call.
There was a pause of about ten seconds.
Then he sent a message with a longing and pitiful look.
Yan Chao: I want to have breakfast with you and then send you off.
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