It was said that the Xi Family in London was also losing money year after year, a problem that the elderly master had not solved for three consecutive years.
Xi Nian had his suspicions but did not speak much.
Although the elderly master found Xi Gu's response a bit strange, he quickly suppressed this odd feeling. Over the years, these grandsons had been openly and secretly competing for his favor. Although there was a deviation now, he indeed had his favorites.
But who wouldn't covet the vast Xi Family?
Even if he appeased them now, how could they rebel?
The power of life and death was in his hands; naturally, he was fearless.
"Hmm, you still understand," the elderly master said expressionlessly, "After your aunt gets the hang of the business, Grandpa hopes you will return to London. I am getting old, and this side might be too much to handle; it will be good for you to take over. Do you have any objections?"
