Pei Yansi laughed, realizing this was a genuine stab to the heart.
That old man truly lived up to his reputation on the business battlegrounds, cunning and sinister.
He even came up with such an underhanded idea, actually having Pei Yansi deliver invitations to Shen Heyu and Lu Yi.
"Do you think I would agree?"
"You don't have another choice. After all, if you don't agree, your stalling tactic won't proceed here, and you won't have time to do what you want."
Pei Yansi coldly curled his lip, his gaze icy as if it had formed frost in an instant.
The sky outside gradually darkened.
Pei Yansi had rushed to the Chen Family and hadn't stayed for a meal.
His Maybach stopped at the Chen Family's entrance, and he tossed two invitations onto the seat beside him in the back of the car.
The driver cautiously glanced at the rear-view mirror, observing Pei Yansi's expression and noticing his somber face.
