Dongfang Ding's head buzzed, and he gulped down a swallow of saliva, raising his eyes to Dongfang Wenzheng, "Dad, it's not forty-two percent, so how much is it?"
Dongfang Wenzheng looked at Dongfang Ding and sighed. They were all children raised on rice, yet why was the difference so vast.
"Seventy-two."
Dongfang Wenzheng stated a number.
"How much?"
Dongfang Ding stared at his father in disbelief, "Dad, you didn't make a mistake, did you? How could he possibly own so many shares?"
"If you include ours, he does."
Dongfang Wenzheng spoke again, his voice unhurried, while Dongfang Ding stuttered, "Including ours, that's seventy-two. Dad, what do you mean by that? Could it be that before Dong Xing, you had already...!"
Dongfang Wenzheng nodded.
"Dad, the Dong Family is one of the Eight Families, and Dong Xing has Xiao Mingyue backing him. By partnering with Li Feng, aren't we offending two families that we shouldn't?"
