Chapter 220: Keep Waiting

Those words directly provoked Fu Zhuo, and he immediately pulled a sour expression.

"I truly and sincerely want to discuss cooperation with you; if you refuse, you have a whole crowd of people waiting behind you."

The person opposite spoke calmly, "Who else can help you? Right now, everyone with any influence in Haicheng regards Fu Sijue as the top boss. Apart from our Yun Family, who else could do you this favor?"

That person wasn't scared of Fu Zhuo's threat at all; instead, he grew even more brazen.

The two of them are inseparable, so no matter how fierce their words, in the end you still have to obediently negotiate cooperation with the other side.

"I don't have time to waste with you; I heard you ran into some trouble, and Fu Sijue isn't as easy to handle as you imagine."

Without any means, how could one sit firmly in the head of the Fu Family and tightly grip its power?

Fu Zhuo let out a cold laugh, "If Fu Sijue weren't so hard to deal with, would you even think you have a chance to cooperate with me?"

The other side fell silent; Fu Zhuo was speaking the truth, and they had nothing to say.

"A Jin has been in Haicheng for so long yet still hasn't earned Fu Sijue's trust; if I'm not mistaken, even if you were Fu Sijue's elder uncle, he still wouldn't trust you, right?"

Otherwise, how could Fu He Song be put in the front position?

That's a blatant slap in Fu Zhuo's face.

Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter; as long as we join forces, no matter how hard a bone Fu Sijue is, we can gnaw him down.

"But that's your own nephew; can you really bear that?" Yun Wenkang doubted Fu Zhuo's intention.

Fu Zhuo had endured humiliation abroad for years and had long cultivated a ruthless heart; hearing Yun Wenkang's retort, he let out a cold laugh.

"When my younger brother died, everyone assumed I was the natural heir, but who could have guessed the old man chose Fu Sijue instead? My downfall is all thanks to Fu Sijue!"

One moment being lifted to the heavens, the next being trampled into the mud; Fu Zhuo's state of mind is naturally beyond ordinary imagination.

He utterly despises Fu Sijue.

Yun Wenkang also heard the ruthless edge in Fu Sijue's words and laughed over there.

"No wonder it's you; hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. Once we join forces to eliminate Fu Sijue, and then let our A Jing marry your Fu He Song, the wealth and glory of our two families will finally arrive."

Yun Wenkang didn't wait for Fu Zhuo's consent and set the matter in motion on his own.

But Fu Zhuo didn't mind; marriage, in their eyes, has always been a tool for seeking profit.

"Then it's settled; neither of us will back out."

Fu He Song stared eagerly, and after finally waiting for Fu Sijue to appear, hurried forward to greet him.

"A Jue, no matter how I say my status is unusual, staying here all the time can't be a good thing…"

The others' sideways glances made Fu He Song lose all face.

Even though Fu Zhuo had warned early on, Fu He Song couldn't help but approach Fu Sijue.

Fu Sijue merely glanced at the frantic Fu He Song.

"The elder uncle said he wanted to give his cousin some solid training; the front desk is the most convenient place for the entire Fu Clan to train."

If Fu He Song seizes this chance, he can accumulate a lot of connections.

Unfortunately, although Fu He Song is somewhat clever, he still can't get on the stage and can't even figure out such a simple matter.

With an awkward smile, Fu He Song saw Fu Sijue's meaning and realized his transfer was hopeless.

"Brother, it's been a long time since we met; tonight I'll treat you to dinner, let's have a good chat."

Fu Sijue merely raised his hand slightly, "Evening isn't my working time, and my cousin and I have nothing much to talk about."