Trusting in basic human decency, Cheng Yue let his worries go without the slightest reservation.
There were only the two of them in the tastefully elegant private room of the private dining club.
Holding a glass of iced fruit tea, Cheng Yue could not help asking curiously, "Why is your youngest uncle in charge of the Ji Family?"
According to Ji Huaijin, Ji Fengyao had two older brothers. Even if leadership went to the most capable, surely there must have been a bloody struggle first.
That was how it always went in TV dramas.
Ji Huaijin smiled, sent the documents he had reviewed to the company email address, and put away his phone. "The Ji Family has a rule against brothers killing one another."
Internal conflict was the greatest taboo in an established family, because all that fighting only hurt their own people and severely weakened the family.
Ordinary business competition was acceptable; at most, it was a question of who secured more resources. Methods that endangered lives, however, were not allowed.
"My second uncle had no interest in that. He'd been interested in business since he was young, and went straight to Shenzhen after graduating from university. Once he married, he settled there for good and only occasionally came back to visit his parents."
After years of hard work, his company had long since entered the Fortune Global 500, which counted as quite an achievement.
"My father isn't particularly gifted. Even with support from the Ji Family and his father-in-law, he hasn't amounted to much."
Cheng Yue: "..."
That only counted as an achievement? Did you even hear yourself?
Ji Huaijin poured a cup of hot water and replaced the iced fruit tea in Cheng Yue's hands with it, speaking casually. "He may be a bit muddleheaded, but he