Chapter 1641: Dispute in the Study

Xiang Jingyuan looked at his son in disbelief, his fingertips trembling again and again. He never thought that Xiang Qingtian not only intervened in this matter, but also was dissatisfied with his handling of the matter and came to question him.

"Go out and think about your mistakes. As a man, you should make a difference in your career. Look at yourself, what can you show off now? Focus on the right path and don't do these crooked ways. Think clearly before you talk to me."

"Dad, I am like this now, isn't it because you don't want to give me a chance? If you are willing to let me work in Xiang's, I will definitely give you a surprise."

Xiang Qingtian was originally dissatisfied, but when he heard his father mention his career, he was moved and simply changed the topic.

Unexpectedly, the old man slowly raised his head, looked at him calmly and indifferently for a long time, expressionless, and low voice.

"How dare you mention working at Xiang's again? Don't you know what you've done? Three years ago, I asked you to become the president of Xiang's Group, but in less than a year, you almost bankrupted the company. If it weren't for Ah Shi, I'm afraid we would all be in debt and have to leave our hometown. Go back and think about it yourself. Don't mention this matter again. Also, I won't tell Ah Shi about your investigation of Lin Yunyun and Xue'er. Go with peace of mind."

"What did you say? Dad, do you mean you will never let me work at Xiang's again? Everyone makes mistakes. Business, there are profits and losses. These are all normal things. How can you blame me for everything?"

Xiang Qingtian widened his eyes, staring at his father's face in disbelief, and screamed in surprise, almost jumping up.

Xiang Jingyuan's eyes sank, and he was secretly angry. This boss was really stubborn and greedy. He only wanted to control Xiang's Group and make things difficult for his brother.

He didn't like the boss to begin with, and now that Xiang Qingtian was forcing him, he felt even more uncomfortable, so he slapped the table hard.

"Enough, since you are still so stubborn, then go and reflect on yourself. If you can't figure it out, don't come to me. I'm tired and need to rest. Get out of here."

"Dad, listen to me first. You can't blame me for that. When I took over, the employees didn't listen. I tried my best, but everyone was not strong enough, and I had no other choice. You can't blame me for everything. What's more, I have grown up now and am more familiar with this aspect. I am now confident that I can manage the company well. Just give me a chance."

How could Xiang Qingtian bear to go out? He was so anxious now that he wanted to take back the Xiang Group right now.

Xiang Jingyuan frowned and twisted his brows into a ball. His face was as heavy as water, cold and indifferent.

"What chance did I give you? Last time your brother asked you to join the company, what did you do? You almost fired an elite in the project department. What else can you manage? Get out of here and stop talking nonsense here!"

"Okay, Dad, I finally understand. You are not afraid that I can't manage the company well. You just don't want me to go to work in the company. You are partial to the second child. You don't like me at all. Dad, I am also your biological son. Are you so partial to my dead mother? If she knew that I was so wronged now, she might come back to find you tonight. Wouldn't you feel uneasy in your heart?"

Xiang Qingtian saw his father say this, and simply tore his face and shouted regardless of anything.

"I don't care. Even if you die, the inheritance should be half for me and Ah Shi. There is no reason for him to hold all the inheritance. I will take over the Xiang Group!"

"You, you unfilial son, I, I really... What sin did I do in my previous life to have a son like you! Get out, get out, get out!"

Although Xiang Qingtian has never been very filial, he has always done a good job on appearance. He has never been so rude and irritable in front of his father. Now that he has a falling out, he doesn't care about what he says.

Xiang Jingyuan didn't expect that his son would be so bad. He felt sullen in his heart, and a fishy and sweet taste came out of his throat.

"Go away, get out. There is no place for you in this family from now on. I won't give you any of my things. Don't even think about it. I will pretend that I have never given birth to a son like you. Get out!"

"Ha, you want me to get out now? Old man, you are dreaming. You are about to die now. Do you think you are still young? I tell you, I will not leave. I will wait for you to die, and then quietly wait for my inheritance. After all, I still have your blood in my body. I can't lose mine anyway!"

Xiang Qingtian spoke more and more smoothly, with a smile on his face, looking coldly at the panting old man.

The old man was originally in poor health. He finally snatched a life from the hands of the god of death. Now he is resting at home, but so many things happened in this day, he was a little overwhelmed. Coupled with Xiang Qingtian's current sarcasm, his heart tightened and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"You, you unfilial son, I, I..."

"Hahaha, I am unfilial? Yes, I am not filial enough, but dad, you are not worthy of my filial piety. You gave everything to the second son, how can I be filial to you?"

Xiang Qingtian laughed more and more wildly. He finally said what was in his heart, and he felt so happy.

But the old man in front of him turned paler and paler. He suddenly covered his chest and a mouthful of bright blood spurted out. He fell on the chair and gasped weakly.

He was startled and subconsciously went to support his father's shoulders. However, the old man hated him so much that he didn't want to touch this hateful son at all. He struggled to push him away.

"Okay, old man, if you hate your own son so much, then I won't save you. If you want to die, then die. If you die, I will divide the family and take away all the property!"

"You, I..."

He wanted to say that he really regretted getting angry for such a heartless thing and making his body that he had finally rescued like this.

But he couldn't say it. His chest hurt from time to time, and another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His face was as yellow as paper and his body couldn't move.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiang Qingtian hurriedly left the study and quietly retreated into the bedroom next to the study, waiting at the door.

He would not let himself be blamed for pissing the old man off to death; that label should be given to someone else.