Under the small mountain village, the three old men who were climbing up the stairs suddenly stopped.

The old man in long gown looked at the mountain with his hands behind his back. "You can feel it, he is angry."

Liu Xiyi, behind him, looked along the old man's gaze, with a pale face and a look of fear.

The hunched and thin old man next to him showed murderous intent. "We are too accommodating to him."

The old man in long gown said lightly: "I will not allow others to get angry even if I kill my son. How can I make such a reason in the world?"

"Lu Shanmin is not dead."

"So he was just angry. If he really died, it wouldn't be angry, but hard."

The hunchbacked old man looked sharp. "Heaven can still forgive evil, but he can't live if he does it himself. We have given him too many opportunities, otherwise how could he survive until today."

The old man in long gown shook his head slightly, "I promised him."

The hunchbacked old man looked at Liu Xiyi, who was pale behind him and said, "Old sir, I have no intention of offending you. But in the face of the overall situation, your promise is too vague."

"Old Mr. Mi, if I can't even make a promise, what's the difference between me and those who use all means to make profits?"

The hunchbacked old man said, "But you are not alone, you represent a group of people."

The old man in long gown smiled, "If you can't even make a promise, what is the difference between us people and those chaebols who suck blood and knock bones?"

The hunchbacked old man was silent for a moment and murmured: "Old sir, you are a little quarrel now."

The old man in long gown sighed and said, "It's hard to keep the original intention, even people like you and me are hard to keep, let alone others."

The hunchbacked old man disagreed and said, "Old sir, I'm worried about it."

The old man in long gown shook his head, "Old Mr. Mi, do you still remember our original intention of establishing the organization?"

The hunchbacked old man closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about the distant past.

"Of course I remember that the world is unfair, the strong have no virtue, and the weak have no support. We should work together to help the strong and help the weak, and join in the great harmony."

"Do you still remember the name Zhang Quansheng?"

The hunchbacked old man's face suddenly became gloomy. How could he not remember that this name has always been a pain in his heart.

The old man in long gown murmured: "You went to Jiangnan to look for talents and found him in a small town called Yuntai. It was a midsummer night, and it was hard to catch the heat and mosquitoes flying. He just sat under the street lamp reading a book with high temperature and mosquito bites, reading with relish, and he didn't know that someone had come close to him. He lost his mother at the age of three and his father at the age of ten, and his family was barely barred, and his poorer and stronger. You took a fancy to this little boy at first glance."

The hunched old man continued: "I am not at ease with others. I personally pay attention to his growth, provide him with studies, take care of his life, and tell him the principles of life. He is also very successful and was admitted to Qinghua University with the provincial top scorer. During his college years, he still worked hard and achieved great success. He received three doctoral degrees from Harvard in six years."

The old man in long gown turned to look at the hunchbacked old man, "After returning to China, you arranged him to join Fangda Investment, and in three years he became the second-in-command from an ordinary employee, and in just two years he became the first-in-command. Although you have your help, I have to admit that he is a rare talent."

The old man in long gown looked back at the mountain, "I have only been sitting in that position for two years. He has nearly ten luxury houses, dozens of luxury cars and cruise ships, embezzlement and bribery for over 100 million yuan, and has transferred more than one billion yuan in profits. He is domineering and suppressing talents. What's even more terrifying is that in order to escape punishment, he threatened the organization with a lot of our information, which made us have to give up Fangda's investment and cause billions of losses."

The hunchbacked old man looked gloomy, "I personally sent him to prison and arranged for someone to bear his life in prison."

The old man in long gown asked, "Is it heartache?"

The hunchbacked old man looked painful, "I haven't figured out why he became that way."

The old man in long gown smiled, "Don't forget his original intention, how many people can truly not forget their original intention. Once a person is in a high position, he will easily be floating. In recent years, more and more people like Zhang Quansheng have been."

The old man in long gown looked at the hunchbacked old man, "The thousand-mile dike is destroyed by an ant hole. Don't underestimate a small promise. It is not just a promise, but also our foundation."

The hunched old man looked up the mountain and didn't say anything anymore.

The old man in long gown said lightly: "Old Mr. Mi, you and I will leave sooner or later. Now you and I are in fashion and so many people have forgotten their original intentions. If you and I are gone, what should we do?"

The hunchbacked old man looked at the old man in long gown, "Do you really want to choose him?"

The old man in long gown said: "In this troubled world, the Lu family father and son are the only people who have experienced poverty and prosperity but still have their original intentions."

The hunchbacked old man looked up the mountain, "I'm afraid it's our wishful thinking."

The old man in long gown said lightly: "The importance of inheritance is not less important than annexing several large families. We are all too old to be old. If we don't plan ahead, the country we have worked hard to build will change."

The old man with long shirt was full of worries, "Have you ever thought about whether the organization would become another big capital or a big chaebol if we were gone. If it really turned out that way, then what we did throughout our lives would be a huge joke."

The hunchbacked old man frowned, "Old man, there have been some rebellious things in recent years, but that's just an isolated case. You're talking too seriously."

The old man in long gown shook his head, "You know I'm not saying it seriously, and you also know that the most unsatisfactory thing in this world is human nature. The organization now is too large, too rich and powerful, and too tempting."

The hunchbacked old man lowered his head and murmured: "He is indeed a suitable candidate, but,,,."

The old man in long gown said, "I know what you are thinking, and you never believe that he is sincerely surrendering." "Actually, I am not the case, but since it is related to such a major matter of inheritance, why can't we give him a chance, but also a chance for ourselves."

The hunched old man looked up at the old man with a long gown, "What if he is still obsessed in the end?"

The old man in long gown looked up the mountain, at the top of the mountain road, where there was a tall man standing.

"When the time comes, I will kill him with my own hands."

Liu Xiyi, who was standing behind the two of them, also saw the tall man.

"Old sir, I was wrong."

The old man in long gown did not look back at him. "Where are you wrong?"

Liu Xiyi's palm was covered in sweat, "The old man told me not to attack Lu Shanmin easily, but I took my own initiative and persuaded Mr. Mi to attack him."

"It's useless to admit your mistakes to me, go and tell him."

As he said that, the old man in long-dressed his foot and took a step upwards, shouting to the top of the mountain road: "I'll bring them to apologize to you."

As the old man took a step, the man on the mountain road moved.
Chapter completed!