In the hall of the villa, Long Yejue's father, Long Chengzheng, was standing under the oil painting, sipping red wine carefully. When he saw Long Yejue coming in, he was not surprised at all and ordered: "Tang Mu, pour some wine for the young master."
Let’s have a glass of wine and ask the others to go down first!”
Long Yejue sat on the luxurious sofa in the center of the living room, took the red wine from Tang Mu, glanced at Long Chengzhi, and said nothing.
After Long Chengzhi admired the oil painting, he also sat on the sofa opposite Long Yejue. He looked at Long Yejue with interest and said slowly: "What? Is this how you looked when you saw your father?"
Long Yejue frowned in displeasure upon hearing this, and said coldly: "Father."
"Pa!" The wine glass in Long Chengzhi's hand was thrown to the ground, and red liquid splashed on the white shag carpet. At first glance, it looked like scarlet blood, rolling and flowing.
Butler Zhou Qi quickly stepped forward to clean up the mess, and poured another glass of red wine for Long Chengzhi and served it with both hands.
"Is this the attitude you should have?" Long Chengzhi took the wine handed over by Zhou Qi and shook it slowly. The hand on his knee shook slightly, showing a slight impatient expression.
Long Yejue looked back at Long Chengzhi, looking directly into his eyes, and even more wanted to look into his heart.
"Then what does father need from me? Be respectful?"
"Tang Mu." Long Chengzhi said coldly.
Tang Mu handed the documents on the side to Long Chengzhi.
Long Chengzhi threw the document in front of Long Yejue with a slap and said displeasedly: "Is this what you did? For a plan to cross the river? Pushed the Long family to the top of the waves and let others slaughter you?"
When Long Yejue saw the scattered documents, they were all negative news about Long's City A branch, and the stock price was turbulent. He snorted coldly, put down his glass and said slowly: "Father also believes in these unrealistic things."
Report?”
"Nothing comes out of nowhere. If you do well, are you still afraid of others' evaluation?"
"In that case, why does father bother to bother with me about this matter?"
"Long Yejue, please correct your attitude!" Long Zhicheng was annoyed by Long Yejue's contemptuous attitude. He stood up and pointed at Long Yejue and yelled.
Long Yejue never paid attention to him after that incident. He was a failed father, but that didn't mean he could accept his arrogance and rudeness.
The crisis of the Long family could be big or small this time. With the support of the Long family's headquarters in the UK, these were simply a drop in the bucket, but he knew that Long Yejue would not accept such charity.
"What's wrong with my attitude? Father, isn't this all thanks to you? If you couldn't stand me, why did you save me? Didn't you create trouble for yourself?"
"Okay, Long Yejue, I won't argue with you about this issue. I just ask you, what are you going to do about this matter?" Long Chengzhi changed the subject in frustration.
Every time he argued about this issue, he would become a little shorter, always feeling that he couldn't hold his head high in front of Long Yejue.
Long Yejue looked at Long Chengzhi coldly, silently.
There was strong hatred in that look, and the knife was stabbing at Long Chengzhi's heart, which was so painful that he couldn't control himself.
His face turned pale, Long Chengzhi covered his chest, frowned in pain, and groaned: "Well..."
The tall body fell on the leather sofa, his facial features were twisted together, and he was suffering from great pain.
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