He Yizheng finished his shower and changed his clothes, just as Xia Xinyu was preparing breakfast for him.
He smiled and walked over, sat down, and said to her, "Let’s eat together."
Xia Xinyu did not refuse and quietly sat down.
Halfway through their breakfast, a female secretary suddenly rushed in. She first shot Xia Xinyu an indignant glance, then turned her gaze to He Yizheng, immediately putting on a coy expression: "Mr. He, I just saw Chairman He heading this way, and he looks very angry."
He Yizheng frowned slightly, picked up his coffee and took a sip: "I understand, you can leave now."
The female secretary obediently said yes and turned to leave.
He Yizheng’s mood turned somewhat sour. He glanced at Xia Xinyu: "You should leave too."
"Okay." Xia Xinyu quietly put down her chopsticks, stood up, and turned to leave the office.
He Yizheng walked to the desk, searching through the piles of documents.
Before long, He Yirong’s figure appeared. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥
He walked in step by step, his face grim, his gaze sharp.
He Yizheng felt a slight sense of fear but still smiled nonchalantly and pointed to the sofa nearby: "Dad, please sit down."
Upon hearing this address, He Yirong’s cheek involuntarily twitched, and he walked over to sit on the sofa.
He Yizheng finally found the document he was looking for, and holding it, he walked over to sit in front of He Yirong.
"Do you know why I’m looking for you?" He Yirong looked at him coldly.
"I know." He Yizheng smiled, "The election is about to start, and during this time, Zhuo Yuwei has been trying to gather funds. After all, the sponsorship from the Ye Family alone is far from enough for a presidential election. But after a full month, Zhuo Yuwei has exhausted every effort and still hasn’t secured much sponsorship. The giants in the basic industries all remain ambiguous, unwilling to side with him."
Hearing this, He Yirong’s expression grew colder: "You know this yet you still want to wade into this mess? You even went to the presidential office to say that HI Group is willing to lend a hand? Did a dog eat your brain?"
He Yizheng’s face twisted upon hearing such insults.
Biting down his anger, he pushed the document in front of He Yirong: "Dad, this is an analysis report that my team and I have conducted. As long as we support Zhuo Yuwei, his winning percentage will increase by twenty percent, and the investment return for our He Family will reach two hundred percent! I think it’s worth a try!"
He Yirong held the document in his hand, without even looking through it, and angrily smashed it on He Yizheng’s face!
"Foolish! Utterly foolish!" He Yirong was furious, "Worth a try? Ha... Let me ask you, does our He Family have to wade into this mess? Why take this risk? Two hundred percent return rate... Ha, I didn’t think after so many years, your vision would still be so myopic!"
He Yizheng felt the edge of the paper scrape his cheek, not knowing whether it had cut him or not.
He felt his muscles tense up all over, and his teeth involuntarily trembled.
But He Yizheng desperately held back, attempting to calmly discuss with him: "Then, what do you suggest? Should we, like He Jingyao did back then, clearly oppose Zhuo Yuwei and the Ye Family?"