In Villa No. 13, soft, tranquil lighting bathed the spacious bedroom.
Wang Siyu, dressed in a light pink silk nightgown, leaned lazily against the soft headboard. Her long, waterfall-like hair was casually scattered on the pillow, radiating a captivating luster.
Beside her, Liu Bingjie was wearing a sky-blue cotton pajama set, also leaning against the bed, playing with a delicate plush teddy bear in her hand.
Liu Bingjie turned her head slightly, looked at Wang Siyu, and asked softly, "Siyu, how long should we keep arguing with our husbands like this?"
Wang Siyu sat up slightly, her slender fingers gently supporting her chin. After a moment of thoughtful contemplation, she replied:
“I think we should make a scene for at least two or three days first, so that we can give him a stern warning and teach him a lesson. Otherwise, who knows if he will be so bold as to bring some Southeast Asian woman, or even some African woman, home next time. If that happens, how am I supposed to manage this family?”
Upon hearing this, Liu Bingjie nodded repeatedly, indicating that she completely agreed with Wang Siyu's opinion.
She frowned and said worriedly, "Yes, Siyu, you're absolutely right. We can't let him get away with this mistake so easily. We have to make him understand that we're not easy to bully."
The two chatted for a while longer about family matters and recent gossip in the entertainment industry. As time went by, the night deepened, and weariness gradually crept in.
So, they reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness. Soon after, even, soft breathing could be heard from the bed as they drifted off into a sweet dream.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the thin curtains into the spacious and bright dining room, where the three siblings—eldest brother Zhao Qinglong, second sister Zhao Qingyu, and third brother Zhao Qingyang—were enjoying breakfast around an exquisite mahogany dining table.
Zhao Qinglong finished eating first, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said, "Qingyang, I heard you own 49% of the shares in Qingze Food Company?"
Upon hearing his elder brother's question, Zhao Qingyang immediately became vigilant.
Zhao Qingyang put down his cutlery, his eyes flickering slightly. "Yes, brother, why are you suddenly asking this?"
Zhao Qinglong smiled and said casually, "It's nothing. I just heard from a friend that your Qingze Food Company made a profit of 300 million last year. It seems to have a good development prospect."
Zhao Qingyang pondered to himself, knowing his elder brother as he did, that the other party would never ask such a question without reason.
After careful consideration, he concluded that his elder brother was most likely after the shares he held. However, Zhao Qingyang had already made up his mind not to let his elder brother succeed so easily.
Keep in mind that the eldest brother manages a large conglomerate with assets exceeding 20 billion! Despite possessing such formidable strength and a vast business empire, he is still not satisfied.
The food company he had painstakingly built was just beginning to show promise and was about to become the target of his elder brother's covetousness, which made Zhao Qingyang very dissatisfied.
Just then, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhao Qingyang's mind—he recalled a wise saying his friend Chen Ze had once said: "Human greed is engraved in our genes and can never be truly satisfied."
Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyang couldn't help but sigh that Chen Ze's famous saying was not an exaggeration at all.
Faced with his elder brother's question, Zhao Qingyang was extremely cautious. He carefully replied, "Well... I can only say it's so-so. It's just enough to make a living."
As he spoke, Zhao Qingyang's gaze never left his elder brother's seemingly kind but scheming face.
Just then, the second sister, Zhao Qingyu, who had been silent all along, spoke up:
"Qingyang, I had nothing to do last night, so I looked up some information about your partner Chen Ze and found that he is a real business genius."
"Especially his Panda Takeaway platform, since it stopped the fierce price war with Ele.me, its market value has soared and has now exceeded 40 billion!"
Zhao Qingyang laughed and said, "Not only is Panda Takeout impressive, but the market value of its Panda Mobile has also exceeded 28 billion and is approaching 30 billion."
Zhao Qinglong exclaimed, "This Chen Ze alone is as powerful as our entire family. The key is that he is only twenty years old this year and his assets are already approaching 100 billion."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyu seemed to smell blood, and excitedly asked her younger brother Zhao Qingyang, "Brother, is Chen Ze married? Do you think he has any hope of becoming your brother-in-law?"
Zhao Qinglong's eyes lit up; he felt that his sister's idea was very much to his liking.
Zhao Qingyang waved his hand, "Sister, I admit you're a bit pretty, but Chen Ze has already been chosen by the Wang family in Beijing. You have no hope. I think you should just go wash up and go to sleep!"
Hearing this, Zhao Qingyu looked regretful and said indignantly, "Those big families in the capital are really something, they get all the good stuff."
The eldest brother, Zhao Qinglong, looked at his younger brother, Zhao Qingyang, with a solemn expression and slowly said, "Qingyang, have you carefully considered transferring the shares of Qingze Food Company to our family group? This is of vital importance to the development of the entire family business."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and he retorted without any politeness, "Brother, you're even eyeing my measly trifles? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Zhao Qinglong was not angered by his younger brother's sarcasm; instead, his expression became even more serious and earnest as he continued to persuade him:
"Brother, don't be so quick to refuse. If you're willing to transfer your shares to the group company, with our group's strong resources and operational capabilities, I believe it won't be long before Qingze Food Company's profits at least triple every year. How about I offer you a president position within the group then?"
However, faced with his elder brother's words, Zhao Qingyang simply shook his head and said firmly, completely extinguishing his brother's hopes:
“Brother, it’s not that I’m unwilling to help, it’s just that I have no choice. When Chen Ze and I founded this company together, we signed a relevant agreement long ago. Without Chen Ze’s consent, I have no right to transfer my shares.”
He paused, then added, "Besides, even if I were to sell these shares, Chen Ze has the right of first refusal according to the agreement. So, brother, you should focus on managing your own group's business and stop eyeing my shares."
Upon hearing his younger brother's resolute words, Zhao Qinglong's face showed disappointment.
Knowing full well that it was impossible to obtain shares of Qingze Food Company from his younger brother, he had no choice but to stand up and leave.
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