“Has the stuff been delivered?”

In the top floor office of Shen Group, Shen Shubai stood in front of the altar. The red silk of the God of Wealth had not yet been taken off. He burned three incense sticks with a pious attitude.

Secretary Zou said quickly, “Yes, I delivered it myself.”

Shen Shubai asked casually: “What is it?”

Secretary Zou: “Cake.”

Shen Shubai: “…”

Secretary Zou: “The eighth floor.”

“…”

Shen Shubai paused, and the incense stick broke with a snap. He turned his head in disbelief, “Secretary Zou, are you an undercover sent by the Li family? Are you sending a cake to celebrate the success of your evil deeds?”

After having a quarrel with Qin Ningning yesterday, Shen Shubai recalled the situation carefully after returning home and finally found out that someone had tampered with the fruit.

The good fruits he carefully selected for his lover all turned into crooked and cracked melons and dates, so sour that they could make your teeth fall out when you take a bite!

Shen Shubai followed the clues and checked everyone around him, but found nothing. Finally, he found the supermarket. On the surveillance camera, he saw with his own eyes Li Wenzhao standing in a hidden corner, instructing Butler Jing to do something bad to him secretly.

Shen Shubai was nearly furious. Li Wenzhao was a domineering CEO, where did he learn these despicable methods?

Furious, Shen Shubai ordered his secretary Zou to find a way to retaliate. He waited all night with his anger, but got this result.

Even more angry.

“Mr. Shen, I’m not an undercover agent.” Secretary Zou explained softly.

Shen Shubai yelled: “Then you fucking send them cakes!”

Secretary Zou said calmly: “I sent the cake to hint that they are going to finish the eighth floor.”

“…”

After a long silence, Shen Shubai felt as if he was humiliated.

“Are you kidding me?” Shen Shubai was furious: “Who knows what you mean by sending them off like this? Maybe they are already celebrating…”

“They understand.” Secretary Zou raised his head: “And the Li Group has already launched its first counterattack.”

Shen Shubai was stunned: “What do you mean?”

Secretary Zou opened his phone and put a photo in front of Shen Shubai: “This is the picture I just took. Li’s hired a statue for their group.”

In the photo, the third son of the Li family and housekeeper Jing both appeared. A large truck was parked in front of the company’s gate, and a dozen workers were moving a statue down.

Shen Shubai didn’t understand: “What does this mean?”

Secretary Zou stepped forward and magnified the details of the photo: “This is a picture of Liu Bei. I guess what they mean is that we will always be brothers.”

“…”

Shen Shubai was so angry that he was stunned.

What the hell is this weird business war?

In the past, I fought with the Li family with high-end and generous methods. Today, you cheated me of a piece of land, and tomorrow I will trick you at the auction. This time, you negotiated a big project, and tomorrow I will put a black-hearted manager in your key department…

After so many years of dealing with each other, why did the Li family suddenly change their strategy?

…and still so low.

It’s like little kids throwing mud at each other.

It doesn’t fit his domineering personality at all. Who wants to engage in such a low-end business war?

“Secretary Zou, please ask Master Guan at the door to leave.”

“What about the Li family?”

“Don’t worry about them.” Shen Shubai smiled evilly: “Whoever wants to fight this kind of low-end business war, you first…”

Ding ding ding.

The office door was knocked open, and the assistant came in carrying a snakeskin bag, “Director Shen, this is a specialty from Li’s company.”

Shen Shubai: “???”

Secretary Zou opened the bag, revealing a bag filled with tender bamboo shoots.

Shen Shubai looked strange: “Is Li Wenzhao crazy? Why are you giving me a bag of bamboo shoots?”

Secretary Zou looked at it for a while, then said carefully: “I guess what they mean is that you have arrived home.”

Shen Shubai: “…………”

He was so angry that his face turned red. “Secretary Zou, take out all the koi fish outside the entrance of Li Group and cook them into fish head soup, then send it to that psychopath Li Wenzhao!”

Secretary Zou: “…”

*

*

At the gate of Li’s family, Li Ting was directing the workers to place the sculpture in the pond at the gate. The lotus pond, koi carp, and small fountain would surely help keep the sculpture in good condition.

But Jing Yi looked at both sides of the gate and said, “Third Young Master, this is not good.”

Li Ting turned back with a smile: “Why is it bad?”

“It’s too conspicuous.” Jing Yi pointed to both sides: “Others will think our company is some mysterious organization.”

[Not conducive to negotiation and cooperation]

Li Ting thought about it and asked, “Where should I put it?”

Jing Yi said something shocking: “Embedded in the wall.”

“!!!” Li Ting looked at the statue and said, “It will offend the statue to death.”

This would not only offend Liu Bei, but Guan Yu might also come to kill him with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Jing Yi rephrased: “What I mean is, dig a hole in the wall of the hall, put the statue in, and cover the outside with glass.”

Li Ting was speechless: “…Butler Jing, that thing is called a display window.”

Jing Yi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: “Yes, it’s the window.”

Li Ting chuckled: “Butler Jing, your choice of words is really frightening.”

Jingyi blinked.

[Really? The young master has obviously adapted well.]

[It is probably because Li Ting’s tolerance is too weak. 】

The omnipotent Li Ting snorted coldly.

He rolled his eyes and walked away, asking the workers to carry the statue into the hall. He picked a corner and had them build a dedicated window display. It would be fine if they just chiseled the wall, as all four sides were load-bearing.

…The idea proposed by the young butler needs to be trimmed before it can be used.

The workers dispersed, and Jing Yi was about to go upstairs. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a car slowly stop downstairs of Li’s building, and a familiar figure swayed down.