Chapter 122 I'll Wire You Money I'm Your Son

Hu Li suddenly felt all his strength drained away, realizing he was indeed treading on the edge of death.

"Director Zhang, please show me a way out. I'll be eternally grateful." Hu Li pleaded in a frenzied manner.

"Abandon the company. Give it to the person you've offended. Didn't you say Pan Shi Yi had invested 2 billion to buy your shares? You can gift the rest to that little girl. As for Pan Shi Yi's shares, you don't need to worry; he'll offer them up willingly."

Director Zhang felt this was the only way to save Hu Li.

"Money is an external thing; holding too much can be a burden. Besides, you already have 2 billion, which is more than enough for a comfortable life. What else could you possibly want?"

"Alright, I'll do it immediately." This time, Hu Li had no other thoughts, only wanting to get rid of this troublesome affair.

"Take care of yourself." Director Zhang said and hung up the phone.

Hu Li held the phone tightly for a long time, remaining silent. In truth, he also bore some responsibility for this matter; he had been too stubborn from the start.

Looking at Cai Wen'er, who was lying unconscious on the floor, Hu Li suddenly felt a pang of guilt. He then got up, picked her up, and placed her on the sofa, making sure she was comfortable.

Afterward, Hu Li contacted Old Wang, stating that he was transferring the shares of Keli Entertainment Company to Xia Lin without compensation and asked for a way out for everyone.

With the situation explained, no one pursued the matter further.

As for Pan Shi Yi's 60% shares, everyone was not worried at all; he would offer them up obediently as well.

On this day, at everyone's strong suggestion, they decided to buy a larger villa. The reason was simple: it would be more convenient for them to practice martial arts daily, as the current villa was a bit small. Squeezing so many people in here didn't feel right.

Modu Four Young Masters Group Chat:

National Xiao Wang: Yu Fatty, we're going to buy a bigger villa tomorrow. Didn't you say last time in Kyoto that you wanted to be our driver? The opportunity is here. Young Master Xia is rarely coming out.

Qin Dou: The dads are taking good care of you, hurry up and show up.

Jiang Xin: @Yu Wei.

Yu Wei: Coming, really? My dad just got me a small company to try out, so I won't be going. What's there to go for? It's much more comfortable to be Young Master Xia's driver.

National Xiao Wang: Yu Fatty, you've seen the light.

Yu Wei: It's all thanks to the cultivation of my elder brothers.

Qin Dou: Alright, take out your family's stable ride tomorrow, and we'll all set off together.

Yu Wei: Received!

The next day, Yu Wei drove out early. He had specifically dressed in a suit. Due to his plump figure, the buttons on his shirt were strained, almost bursting open. His originally short hair was styled with hairspray, looking shiny and making him appear much more energetic.

When he was halfway there, Yu Wei's phone rang. He leaned over to see it was his father calling.

"Dad, what's up?" Yu Wei answered, wearing a Bluetooth headset.

"Where are you going? Did you take my car?" Yu Zhaoyi's voice came from the phone.

"Dad, I'm borrowing your car for the day," Yu Wei replied.

"Get back here immediately! I have to drive to meet an important guest today. Don't mess up my business," Yu Zhaoyi began to scold. He was supposed to pick up a very important guest, and upon leaving earlier, he discovered his beloved car was missing. Yu Zhaoyi's ride was a custom-made Rolls-Royce, which cost him tens of millions. It was custom-made, so it was quite comfortable, and he really liked it. He always drove this car when going out, finding it extremely comfortable, and more importantly, guests also liked it.

"Dad, I have an urgent matter today. You can take my car," Yu Wei refused.

"Even if it's the most important matter in the world today, it's not possible. Stop with the nonsense. Are you getting too big for your britches? You don't listen to me anymore? What urgent matter could you possibly have? Turn around and come back, right now!" Yu Zhaoyi yelled.

"Dad, it's really urgent," Yu Wei said anxiously.

"Tell me, try to justify yourself?" Yu Zhaoyi questioned.

"I'm going to be a driver for Young Master Xia today. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If I can latch onto this person, it would be more useful than our ancestors having good fortune for generations." Yu Wei felt energized at the thought of driving for Xia Feng.

"Young Master Xia? Which Young Master Xia? When did Modu have such a prominent figure? Kyoto hasn't heard of any major figures named Xia either."

"Not attending to proper business, and you're going to be someone's driver. Our Yu family is a respectable family in Modu. If you go be someone's driver, where will you put my face? Get back here." Yu Zhaoyi almost cursed. Even though his mother was his wife, he was quite angry at the moment. To be a driver for someone else and to say it so grandly. He was truly infuriating his father to the point of inheriting the family fortune.

"No." Yu Wei directly refused.

"Fine, you think you're all grown up now and invincible. From now on, don't expect a single cent from me. I'm also going to freeze all your credit cards. Go be a driver and earn money yourself." Yu Zhaoyi was so angry his chest hurt.

"Whatever. You look down on me now, but when you know who Young Master Xia is, you'll be begging me and even actively sending me money." Yu Wei was also getting angry. He was finally doing something proper, and his father didn't understand him.

"Actively send me money? If I do that, I'm your son," Yu Zhaoyi said furiously. "What kind of person did I raise? It would have been better to have just sent him to the wall back then."

"That's what you said. Goodbye." Yu Wei hung up the phone. "Today, even if the Emperor of Heaven himself came, it wouldn't matter. This driver position, I, Yu Wei, am taking it."

Yu Zhaoyi stared at the phone that had already hung up, hearing the beeping sound. He was stunned. "Damn it. You're infuriating me to death."

Yu Wei didn't care. He directly drove to Xia Lin's villa. When they arrived, Xia Lin and the others had just finished breakfast.

"Young Master Yu, you're here. Young Master Wang said you'd be our driver today. You didn't need to dress so formally, did you?" Xia Lin said, looking at Yu Wei in his black suit with a smile. "You're only missing sunglasses to complete the outfit."

"Hehe... If you're going to do it, do it the best way possible," Yu Wei said with an embarrassed smile.

After a short stay, they all set off. Xia Feng and Xia Lin rode in Yu Wei's car. He had specifically come to be the driver, and Xia Lin pulled Xia Feng into Yu Wei's car.

This was Yu Wei's first time meeting Xia Feng, and he felt a bit nervous, his hands gripping the steering wheel, palms sweating.

Yu Wei was a competent driver. He drove the car smoothly and steadily. The car itself was excellent, and under his control, it felt as if the car wasn't moving at all, as if it were stationary. If it weren't for seeing the scenery outside reversing, one wouldn't even notice the car was in motion. "Luxury cars are indeed comfortable. No wonder rich people buy them. If you're doing something private, it probably won't shake much."