"Come to your aid? Why does that phrase sound so grating to me?
When have you ever supported me?
If you want to borrow money, then say so. Don't put on airs and call it coming to my aid.
You thought of me now that you're in trouble? Haven't you already gone public?
With a net worth of ten billion, you still need help from a nobody like me?
What were you and Chairman Zhao thinking?
Second Uncle must have come up with this idea, right?
Didn't he say I was selling out the family's interests?
So if I transfer my money to you now, aren't you afraid I'll sell out the family again?
Who do you think I am?
Someone you summon at will and dismiss whenever you please?
Don't even say I don't have the money. Even if I did, I'd rather donate it to the children in the mountains.
I wouldn't lend a single cent to your cold-blooded family."
Zhao Chuan was extremely agitated. All the resentment he had bottled up toward the family for so long—
burst out in an instant.
Since Father Zhao had put the call on speakerphone, every word Zhao Chuan said rang clearly in everyone's ears.
"Xiao Chuan, how can you speak like that? No matter what, you're still a member of the Zhao Family."
Second Uncle could no longer stand listening and interrupted.
"A member of the Zhao Family?
Heh. When I got shot in Myanmar, why didn't you say I was a member of the Zhao Family?
When you sold my sister off like an object,
why didn't you say we were members of the Zhao Family?
When I opened a shop on Blue Island and my supply was cut off, why didn't you say I was a member of