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Chapter 208

Qin Weiqian was completely confused by his words. She didn't expect Qi Ziheng to say such words.

Greedy to Feng Jiuci's beautiful beauty?

It’s a pity that he said!

Qin Weiqian was almost choked to death by Qi Ziheng's words. She held back her speechless and said calmly: "I am just Feng Jiuci's assistant, and I only do my job and have not surpassed it."

"Since you are doing your job, why can't you go to my company? You must stay in the Imperial Arts?" Qi Ziheng asked.

Qin Weiqian said: "I said, I don't want you to help me, I can handle my own affairs by myself. Diye can give me a high salary. As long as I stay here for two years, I can pay back the money I owe you."

"I can give you what my uncle Jiu can give you. I can give you any high salary you want. As long as you are willing to come to the company, I can give you any position in other departments except the positions of chairman and president. Even if you want to be the general manager, I will not refuse."

Qin Weiqian shook her head: "I don't want it. You can go back. It's time to go back and rest when it's so late."

"Qin Weiqian, do you really can't understand what I said or deliberately pretending not to understand?" Qi Ziheng's face was completely tender and he questioned her in a stern voice.

Qin Weiqian, who was about to close the door, paused in her hand: "I really don't know what you are going to say."

"My uncle ninth likes you." Qi Ziheng said.

Qin Weiqian twitched hard: "Where did you hear it? Why didn't I know?"

"He said." Qi Ziheng replied.

Qin Weiqian opened the door and said seriously: "Feng Jiuci couldn't say such words. You are his nephew. You don't know how true or false what he said? How could he change his relationship with Qin Wan'er for six years change? He couldn't like me."

"You are wrong. My Ninth Uncle doesn't like Qin Wan'er at all. He never argues with me over a woman. You are the first one. He says you are his woman." At this point, Qi Ziheng was very jealous.

He now has no doubt about what Feng Jiuci said at all. He is very sure that Feng Jiuci just likes Qin Weiqian.

"My uncle Jiu just likes you. You stay in his company just to give him a chance. He is not a good person. If you continue to stay in Diye Group, you will be gnawed to the point where you will be gnawed."

"Qianqian, I don't want to force you, but I want you to be clear about my uncle Jiu's identity and status, as well as his temper and personality, are not something you can control. The most important thing is that my uncle Jiu is a man that Qin Wan'er likes. If you want to be with him, you should also see if Qin Wan'er agrees."

"She regards you, mother and son as thorns in the eyes. Once she sees that you and my Ninth Uncle have signs of crossing, you, mother and son will be in danger."

Qi Ziheng has finished speaking, so let Qin Weiqian think about the rest.

He didn't want to force Qin Weiqian to put the knife on her neck and force her to be with him, nor did he want to force Qin Weiqian to do things she didn't want to do. This would not only have no effect but also backfire.

"You have a good rest, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Qi Ziheng took the initiative to close the door for Qin Weiqian.

When he got downstairs, he sat in the car in a daze, and finally drove home to find his father Qi Shurong and said, "I want to officially take over the company."

Qi Shurong was surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect his son to come suddenly and asked, "Didn't you always work in the company?"

"What I said is that I want to gain real power. I want to invest in projects myself and don't need to ask about you." Qi Ziheng said very seriously.

Qi Shurong was silent for a few seconds. Looking at him, his face with traces of vicissitudes was very calm, and he shook his head: "No."

"Why?" Qi Ziheng was a little excited.

Qi Shurong said: "You are not that age yet."

"Uncle Jiu was younger than me six years ago. He was able to manage the company so well and manage Diye Group so well, so I can." Qi Ziheng was full of confidence.

Qi Shurong was amused by his son and said, "Your Ninth Uncle is a rare business genius. Your eyes, vision and courage are not comparable to ordinary people. Even if you are a father, you are not the same as him. How can you be ashamed to compare yourself to him?"

"Dad, where is Feng Jiuci? You were also a powerful figure back then. If you hadn't become sworn brothers with him and support him, he might not have achieved what he has today, and the Feng family might not have become the number one wealthy family in Yuncheng." Qi Ziheng was very resentful and did not feel that he was more than Feng Jiuci!

Qi Shurong originally praised it casually but did not expect that his son would care and look very unhappy. He said seriously: "The foundation of the Feng family for a hundred years has long laid the foundation for the first wealthy family, which is not something that ordinary people can shake. Also, if it weren't for me to support the Feng family, the Feng family would help me."

"You are still young and don't know much about the past. I'm too lazy to explain to you, but you have to be clear about one thing. You should respect your uncle Ninth. If you have any difficulties in the future, he will help you more."

Qi Shurong patted Qi Ziheng's shoulder earnestly, thinking that his stupid son had arguing with Feng Jiuci again, so he told him to be honest.

But Qi Ziheng didn't argue with Feng Jiuci at all!

Also, what is help?

Is this called helping to steal your nephew’s girlfriend?

Qi Ziheng was unable to express his suffering. He had no place to vomit the bitterness he had, and he felt even more sad when he heard his father's words.

"Dad, I'm not kidding you. I want to join the company. I want rights. Feng Jiuci will invest in projects. I also invest. If he wants to make money, I can make money. I may not be worse than him!" Qi Ziheng said extremely firmly.

Qi Shurong angrily scolded him: "Don't just call him "Jiu" and call him Uncle Jiu."

"From today, he is not my Ninth Uncle." Qi Ziheng was very serious.

Qi Shurong said, "What's wrong with you? I've been obedient for a few days now? I want to learn to be so rebellious as before. I dare to say that I've grown up, so I'm simply childish. Forget it, just do whatever you like. If you don't want to call Uncle Jiu, I won't call you, and I'm too lazy to force you."

Qi Shurong thought he was acting like a child, so he turned around and left.

Qi Ziheng looked at his father's departure and his helpless laughter, and felt even more frustrated. Why didn't even his father want to listen to him?

If Feng Jiuci is kind to him, he will naturally respect Feng Jiuci and call him Uncle Jiu. But now Feng Jiuci is snatching his woman from him, then he will be his rival in love!

How many people can still smile when dealing with their rivals?

It's already good not to fight!

Qi Ziheng was very frustrated, thought for a while, and rushed forward: "Dad, I didn't joke with you, I want to be the chief ceo of the company."

"Okay, yes, but the official seal must be placed here." Qi Shurong agreed readily.

Qi Ziheng's face collapsed instantly: "You obviously don't believe me."

"Although I don't know what happened to you and your uncle Jiu, which caused you to compete with him so much, there is one thing I still have to remind you more." Qi Shurong lowered his face and warned: "No one can shake Feng Jiuci's status. If you listen to him honestly, he will do whatever he says. He will definitely make great progress in the future. It will not be too late to take over the company in full at that time."

"What if he wants to compete with you for your future daughter-in-law?" Qi Ziheng asked back.
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