Chapter 2142 - 246: Feint to the East, Strike to the West

Ji Bo, "I’m not asking you to kill him."

Jin Bo lit a cigarette, "So it’s—"

Ji Bo stood up, dressed in a white silk loungewear, basking in the sunlight, enveloped by a saintly halo, like a messenger of light.

"Wait for the right time, then I’ll tell you."

Jin Bo, "..."

Ji Bo, "As for you, any time you want, it’s up to you. I always have time."

Jin Bo, "..."

Listening to Ji Bo’s tone, it always felt like there was a possibility this deal might lose money.

The two fell silent at the same time. No one spoke, both knowing this was a battle, and the first to speak would be the loser.

Finally, it wasn’t until Ji Bo’s phone ran out of battery, emitting a warning sound, then shutting down.

He glanced at the disappointing phone, tossed it aside, looked at it several times, plugged in the charging cable, then turned it on to call Acheng, "This broken device drains too quickly, it’s not useful at all. Get one of our phones for me."

Acheng, "Master, you might not be able to play that game; you’re on the iOS platform."

Ji Bo, "..."

He didn’t speak for a long time.

Acheng, "I’ll have someone airfreight it over; it can arrive tomorrow morning."

Ji Bo paused, "Then just use their system on my phone."

Acheng, "..."

Ji Bo, "Can’t handle this small matter?"

Acheng, "Alright, I’ll take care of it, Master. You might have to wait a while."

Ji Bo pressed his long, narrow eyes, "No more than a month."

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

Acheng, "..."

He looked at the phone for a long time, then directly booked a flight to M Country.

———— Yunqi Academy ————

Zhou Xiaotong took the coffee given by Jin Bo, returned home, and placed it in front of Zhou Chuan.

Zhou Chuan picked it up, glanced at it, knowing this type of coffee was bitter, also understanding Jin Bo’s implied message.

Zhou Xiaotong looked at Zhou Chuan, "Father, why don’t you go and make peace?"

Zhou Chuan looked at Zhou Xiaotong, still too young.

This time he had Zhou Xiaotong apologize, that was on the surface, secretly he had arranged a series of actions.

Since the plane accident, reconciliation has long been impossible.

Either he swallows the Huo Family, or the Huo Family ruins him.

He looked at Zhou Xiaotong, feeling a wave of disappointment, "After all these years, you still haven’t improved at all."

Zhou Xiaotong, "..."

He didn’t make a sound.

In some aspects, he may never make his father happy.

Zhou Chuan, "Alright, go mind your own business. There’s nothing for you here anymore."

Zhou Xiaotong, "Then I’ll be going back."

Zhou Chuan nodded, watching him leave, his gaze falling on his illegitimate son who came in as Zhou Xiaotong left, "What do you think is the best course of action now?"

The man looked at Zhou Chuan, "Victory or death."

Zhou Chuan nodded appreciatively.

The man looked at Zhou Chuan, "Father, rest assured, I’ll do my best."

Zhou Chuan, "Still can’t get in touch with Ji Bo?"

The man didn’t speak, just nodded.

Zhou Chuan sat there in contemplation for a moment, just about to speak when he saw Zhou Xiaotong return.

The man quickly stepped aside.

Yet, Zhou Xiaotong had already seen him.

He glanced at Zhou Chuan, heart aching, and after a long while he finally spoke, "By the way, there’s something I forgot to tell you."

Zhou Chuan, "Go ahead."

Zhou Xiaotong, "Jin Bo said he will give you a big gift tomorrow."

Zhou Chuan sat there, his expression changing multiple times.

After Zhou Xiaotong finished speaking, he didn’t look at his father again, nor did he glance at the man beside Zhou Chuan, and left straight away.