Bastard...
Old Sir Zhou...
These two sensitive words caused Mo Yan to frown. He looked at his own president.
Zhou Jin's expression remained unchanged, only narrowing his narrow eyes slightly as he said to Zhou Yong, "If Grandfather isn't happy, he can very well come and tell me himself."
"Brother Jin, are you implying that Grandfather doesn't dare to question you?"
"Brother, those are your words."
"Hah," Zhou Yong laughed willfully before he moved closer to Zhou Jin, lowering his voice, "Indeed, Grandfather shows you some respect now, I can't offend you, but... you are just a money-making tool for the Zhou Family, while I am the true head of the Zhou Family. No matter how clever and capable you are, at the end of the day, you are just my... little worker."
Zhou Jin showed no particular emotion, simply raising his eyebrows slightly.
"By the way, I heard you're already processing divorce papers with Li Qianrui, is this true or false?"
