Young Master Wang, having finally seen the light, began drinking against Jiang Siming, trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
But one phone call instantly sobered Young Master Wang up.
It was from his father.
The moment he answered, Young Master Wang was subjected to a thorough tongue-lashing from his old man.
"You good-for-nothing bastard, you've disgraced the whole family! You were used by someone and still helped them count the money, fooling around outside every day and letting pleasure ruin your ambition. And now look at you—you stepped on a landmine, didn't you? What a disgrace!"
Hearing Richest Wang's "lesson" to Young Master Wang over the phone, Jiang Siming almost lost control again.
Young Master Wang was mortified, but he didn't dare hang up. He could only let his father curse him to his heart's content.
Left with no choice, Young Master Wang said aggrievedly, "I only wanted to find a good wife and bring her home for you to meet. You're always saying how good Jiang Siming's wife is and how discerning she was, so I thought I'd give it a try. Who could've guessed I'd get cheated!"
Jiang Siming kept eating while raising his middle finger at him. This guy was even using him as a shield. How despicable.
"She's discerning because she's smart! Xiao Jiang has such a sharp eye for people. He's intelligent, you know. Otherwise, how could he become the World's Richest Man? Do you have his brains and judgment? You're comparing yourself to Xiao Jiang? You're not even fit to kiss his ass!"
Richest Wang had such a fiery temper that he just blurted everything out, perfectly embodying the meaning of a strict father.
"Get your ass home by tomorrow and have your mother arrange a blind date for you!"
With that, he