Xie Yanshang silently listened to all he had said.
The old patriarch, hearing the silence on the other end, was very pleased, thinking that between the two options, Xie Yanshang would unhesitatingly choose the latter, after all, Xie Group was a top global company. No one would want to give up so much wealth to live an ordinary life.
The old patriarch relaxed, as if he had already seen Xie Yanshang's choice.
However, what he hadn't anticipated was the slow smile that curled Xie Yanshang's lips on the other end of the phone.
All he said was, "Okay!"
The grandfather broke into a smile and said, "Good, you understand. Then I will arrange Miss Zhou—"
"Sorry, I wasn't clear," Xie Yanshang interrupted him, "What I meant was, okay, I will resign from Xie Group effectively immediately and no longer take over the company."
"You... you—" The old patriarch was so angry he felt dizzy; if not for the phone between them, he would have already been hitting Xie Yanshang with his cane.
