"If hearing it will upset me, then don't tell me." Wang Xiaoliang walked over to the living room sofa and sat down, his tone casual.
Liu Xinyu chuckled on the other end. "I'm transferring Xie Hui."
Wang Xiaoliang said nothing, waiting for Liu Xinyu to finish.
"Back to the Property Management Company, as general manager."
There were two seconds of silence. Wang Xiaoliang spoke. "Your plan worked? Has something happened to that young master of the Sima family?"
"You guessed right. That kid embezzled money. The group's finance department dug through everything, and the evidence was solid. His dad paid back all the money and transferred a twenty-percent stake to me at cost."
"And in return, you promised not to report him to the authorities?" Wang Xiaoliang guessed.
"Talking to you gets easier by the day." There was a hint of smugness in Liu Xinyu's voice.
The corner of Wang Xiaoliang's mouth twitched. "You set the whole thing up, didn't you? Impressive. Pulling the strings and winning from a thousand miles away, hiding out in Singapore while laying traps all over Fucheng."
"Did I even need to set anything up?" Liu Xinyu sounded perfectly serious instead. "Uncle Sima looked down on a youngster like me from the bottom of his heart, and his son couldn't keep his hands to himself. His greed knew no bounds. All I did was wait on the sidelines. Wasn't it the same when you dealt with Gu Junhao? He underestimated you, and every weakness you seized on was right out in the open."
Wang Xiaoliang thought about it. That really was true.
"What does Xie Hui himself think?"
"Xie Hui said of course he agreed." Liu Xinyu paused. "But he asked me to check with you first. His exact words were-if Mr. Wang wouldn't let