Accompanied by Wen Yiming's roar, the living room quieted down.
First, helping Old Madam Wen to sit down, Wen Yiming looked up at Wen Yizhong, waved his hand powerlessly, "Alright, since you say that transferring 20% of Wen's shares is your own business, then go ahead and do it."
Sighing, Wen Yiming said in a low voice, "When you see father after a hundred years, I hope you can face his questioning as calmly."
A threat?
At this point, would Wen Yizhong still be afraid of being threatened?
With a cold smile, Wen Yizhong shrugged, looking indifferent, "Alright, no problem."
Meeting Wen Yiming's angry gaze, Wen Yizhong laughed, "Don't forget, if anyone is going first, it's definitely you. You should think about how you're going to face father's questioning."
Regarding Wen Yizhi's affairs, Old Master Wen already had doubts, but he just kept them in his heart without mentioning them. When he sees what happened with Wen's over the years from above, what could he not understand?
