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Chapter 1564: Not Even Worth the Price of Cabbage

    

little knife maid opened her eyes again, her whole body was filled with a sense of unprecedented comfort, a feeling she had never experienced before.And the true qi within his dantian was incredibly...Li Haizheng saw the contract and immediately became excited: "Master, look quickly, there's a contract here. The contract definitely won't be wrong."

Upon hearing this, Park Jae-sang's eyes widened immediately as he looked at the contract.

After seeing the contents displayed above, he was struck dumb, as if five thunders had struck him, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Originally, his son didn't make any mistakes. He really sold the February Group for one dollar.

"Beast, he's a beast, I must kill him!"

Park Jae-sang was on the verge of a breakdown. The assets accumulated by the Park family over generations, a company worth nearly ten billion dollars, had been squandered by his own son.

Li Haizheng's face also turned extremely ugly. He had come up with the plan, and everything was going smoothly at first, but how did it turn out like this later

Not only did he fail to acquire the other company, but he also sold his own for a bargain price.

To be precise, it's not even worth a cabbage price. You can't even buy a single large head of cabbage for a dollar. Is this group's heir prince truly insane Doesn't he know that's his own industry

Just then, the door burst open and Park Ji-star, along with several bodyguards, stumbled in, followed by Xiao Baicheng, whose cultivation had been abolished.

"Dad, I'm home!"

As soon as this guy opened his mouth, Baek Seong with blood-red eyes, gave him a hard slap that knocked him to the ground.

He grabbed the teapot next to him and smashed it hard against his head. The teapot shattered, and tea mixed with blood streamed down.

"Dad, please listen to me explain, there's a reason for this..."

Park Ji-sung was well-prepared, protecting his head with both hands and shouting desperately.

"You bastard, even if there were ten thousand reasons today, I wouldn't save you..."

Park Jae-sang was almost driven mad, and he once again went on a rampage of punches and kicks.

Instead, Li Hai was the more composed one. He glanced at the pathetic bodyguards behind him and then at Xiao Baicheng, who was on the verge of death. It seemed like he had realized something.

He reached out to stop Park Jae-sang: "Head of the family, anger won't solve anything. First, listen to what the young master has to say."

"You little beast, you must give me an explanation today, or I will kill you!"

After Pak Jae-sang finished speaking, he gasped and retreated to the side.

Li Haizheng stepped forward and said, "Young master, what on earth is going on"

Park Ji-sung wiped the blood from his forehead and said pitifully, "Dad, you can't blame me for this..."

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I was being forced. If I didn't sign, that boy would kill me…"

He spoke with tears streaming down his face, recounting the entire incident. Finally, he said, "That kid named Ye is too powerful, even Elder Xiao isn't a match for him. What could I possibly do"

"Dad, you can't blame me entirely, I was forced into this."

After hearing him finish, both Park Jae-sang and Lee Hae-jeong's expressions grew somber.

Originally, in their eyes, as long as Xiao Baicheng made a move, taking down the Uncommon Investment Company would be a matter of minutes. However, they didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

After a long silence, Li Hai spoke first, "Patriarch, it seems we underestimated the opponent this time."

They had previously gathered a lot of information, including Ye Bufan's combat record. His most impressive battle was defeating Murong Cholong, from the Murong family.

But the opponent had just broken through to the early stage of Martial Saint, and was naturally incomparable to the strong fighters from Yunxia Mountain.

In their eyes, Ye Bufan's cultivation was at most at the initial stage of Martial Saint, there's no way he could be a match for Xiao Baicheng.

I never expected this outcome. Xiao Baicheng's cultivation was abolished, and his own company went bankrupt. This is a classic case of losing both the wife and the soldiers.

Park Ji-star seized the opportunity and said again, "Dad, you also heard what Mr. Li said, this time it's really not my fault, the other party is too powerful."

"Alright, get up!"

Park Jae-sang let out a cold snort. Since there was a reason for this, he couldn't really kill his only son.

Park Ji-sung then scrambled to his feet, looking disheveled. He knew he was in the wrong, so he sheepishly took a place beside them, not daring to utter a word.

Pak Jae-sang sighed and said dejectedly, "Mr. Li, you are so intelligent. What should we do now"

Li Hai was now completely calm, had returned to his seat, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Park Jae-sang, then filled his own cup.

"Mr. Li, you should speak up!"

Park Jae-sang is in such a hurry now, there's no time for tea.

Li Haizheng picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Master, there's no need to worry. Actually, this isn't a big deal."

Park Jae-sang immediately got flustered, "Mr. Lee, aren't you confused too Now that even the entire group's assets have been sold, how is this not a big deal"

"Master, don't worry." Li Hai said with a smile. "Although Ye Bufan got that contract, so what Could he possibly take it from us"

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"Can't the group industry grab it"

"This..."

Upon hearing this, Park Jae-sang looked thoughtful.

Li Haizheng continued, "Our February Group has a vast industry and its headquarters is in the United States. Even if he had that contract, what use would it be It's just like scrap paper."

Actually, if you think about it carefully, although we failed this time and gave Ye Bufan some advantages, it's only temporary and doesn't decide anything at all.

Park Jae Sang suddenly felt enlightened, and the previous feeling of oppression vanished instantly.

"Mr. is right, even though Ye Bufan got the contract, the industry is in our hands, and he still needs to have the ability to take it away."

Then he looked at the unconscious Xiao Baicheng: "Mr. Li, Elder Jiu is so badly injured, what should we do"

"It's simple, leave it to Yunxiashan to handle." Li Hai said calmly. "This time, Ye Bufan's sudden return and such formidable strength were indeed beyond our expectations."

But thinking about it, this doesn't really concern us. According to our alliance agreement, this situation will ultimately have to be resolved by Yunxia Mountain.

Now that Elder Jiu is so badly injured, he's completely become a cripple. Even if we say nothing, the powerful figures from Yunxia Mountain won't let that kid with the surname Ye go. Otherwise, where would they put their hidden sect's face

"Mr. Park is right after all," Pak Chae-sang's mood instantly relaxed. "The young master of Yunxiashan is now in the capital, and he has experts by his side."

I'll have someone send the nine old men over right away. As for the rest, we don't need to say anything. The experts on their side will naturally take care of Ye Bufan.

Li Haizheng smiled and said, “That's right. From the moment Ye Bufan injured Elder Nine, Ye Bufan and his investment company were doomed. We just need to wait and receive their assets.”

There's no need for any ridiculous contracts, we even saved 1 billion yuan.

"I never expected things to turn out this way, for the better." A smile once again lit up Park Jae-Sang's face. "Originally, Yang Zi-xiong from Huo Ba Entertainment even asked me to deal with Ye Bufan. Now, we can take care of him at the same time."

We originally had a plan to develop the entertainment industry in China, and after its success, his company would also belong to us.

"You're right, bad things turn into good ones. Now we can have a drink with tea instead of alcohol."

Li Hai and the other person laughed heartily, raised their teacups and clinked them together, then drank it all in one gulp.

(The End)a deafening boom before sliding to the ground. A streak of blood trickled from his lip.A wry smile crossed his face. Though the early and mid-stages of crossing the tribulation only differed by one le...