After she said that, the Dong family's living room fell silent.
Dong Xinhao knew the old lady well. Since she said such a thing, it meant that after this ordeal, at least in the old lady's eyes, Dong Wenfeng was no longer qualified to inherit the Dong Group.
Dong Wenfeng still held a sliver of hope, "Grandma, I'm the grandson of the Dong family, how could I not have a chance to inherit?"
Grandma Dong sat back on the sofa, leaning on her cane and sneered, "With your qualifications, there's no way I'll let you inherit the company. Forget about it. If you behave yourself from now on, you'll get your share of the company you're entitled to."
Dong Wenfeng's expression changed drastically. He remembered that when he came to say a few kind words to the old lady, he had touched his wound, which made his tongue tremble with pain. He had no choice but to sit down.
Dong Wenyu watched with schadenfreude. Although the Dong family heir had always been a man, now that her brother was in this state and Dong Xinhui's son was still abroad, she was the only candidate.
"Auntie, it's all my fault. I didn't discipline Wenfeng properly. Please blame it all on me."
Dong Xinhao's admission of his mistake made the old lady feel a little better, but she still couldn't completely calm down.
"So what if it's your fault? Things have already escalated to this point. You don't need to attend the company's regular meetings anymore. I'm tired. You can all leave."
Grandma Dong waved her hand and, leaning on her cane, went upstairs to her bedroom.
Downstairs, Dong Xinhao looked at Dong Wenfeng with a dissatisfaction, but he couldn't vent his anger at the Dong residence, so he could only glare at his son before leaving.
"Brother, you're pretty good. You've managed to offend both Grandma and Dad." Dong Wenyu cracked sunflower seeds into his mouth, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
Dong Wenfeng glanced at her impatiently, "This is none of your business, go away!"
Dong Wenyu glanced at him disdainfully, then went upstairs with the melon seeds in her hand.
Looking at his feet, which were bandaged up like silkworm cocoons, Dong Wenfeng's hatred for Ye Zhizhou deepened.
If it weren't for Ye Zhizhou, would he have made it to the trending topics and become like this?
He opened his phone screen, scrolled for a long time before finding a number, and dialed it without hesitation.
"Hello, are you taking jobs?"
*
The summer sun was blazing, and the entire city was filled with a fiery atmosphere.
Ye Zhizhou and his group of four decided to go to the comic convention today. They had been in Haishi for almost half a month and had already been to most of the places they wanted to visit.
All that's missing is the anime convention.
The anime convention was bustling with people, all dressed in gorgeous cosplay costumes, and everyone had a smile on their face.
Are you Ye Zhizhou?
Ye Zhizhou and Lin Qiqi were holding hands and heading to the vicinity of the stage to watch the performance when they were suddenly stopped by someone.
She turned around and saw a girl she didn't recognize.
"Who are you?"
The girl seemed unusually excited and hurriedly pulled out her notebook and pen. "I'm your fan. I saw the video of you beating someone up last time, and I thought you were so cool. Can I get your autograph?"
Ye Zhizhou was stunned. Others get on the trending topics because of their looks or acting skills, but her method was amazing.
She silently took the girl's notebook, signed it, and the girl left happily.
"Xiao Zhou, you're getting more and more amazing. Can I be your manager from now on?"
Lin Qiqi blinked her big eyes at Ye Zhizhou.
Ye Zhizhou scratched his head. "Of course I can, but being my manager might be very tough."
Lin Qiqi said she is not afraid of hardship.
Ye Zhizhou explained, "The main problem is that I tend to want to beat people up when I get angry, which makes the aftermath quite troublesome."
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