Huo Cifeng knew that many of his plans were now bypassing Zhang Ze, but he couldn't arouse Zhang Ze's suspicion. His good older brother was now putting immense financial pressure on him, so he needed to find another way. Only with enough capital could he have the opportunity to gradually take over the Huo Corporation business.
Knowing that Zhang Ze could not be fully trusted, Huo Cifeng established a secret company, which neither the Huo Corporation nor those around him knew about.
During Zhang Ze's absence, Huo Cifeng arranged all the big and small matters at the company, then turned off his computer and waited for Zhang Ze to return.
"Knock knock knock"
A rapid knocking sounded at the door.
"Enter"
Zhang Ze, dressed in a light brown three-piece suit, had slightly messy brown hair on his forehead. His already sickly face was now even paler, and his eyes were red-rimmed. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on.
Upon seeing his appearance, Huo Cifeng frowned slightly, stood up, walked over, and asked in a low voice, "Why is your face so pale?"
Zhang Ze knew he hadn't eaten anything that night, yet he saw double images of Huo Cifeng, as if a blurry figure was about to fly away from the person in front of him.
" A-Feng, I think I'm sick, my head hurts so much." Zhang Ze felt safe after seeing Huo Cifeng and collapsed.
Huo Cifeng reached out and took the person from him. Even though Zhang Ze had fainted in front of him, his expression remained unchanged. After taking the person back to the room to change clothes, he called a doctor.
The doctor was a middle-aged male doctor with a receding hairline.
After a half-hour examination, the doctor patiently told him, "Our preliminary assessment is that Zhang Ze fainted due to excessive fatigue caused by recent work or mental stress. We recommend that he immediately stop heavy physical labor, rest in bed, maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, and avoid excessive mental stress, which will help his recovery."
Huo Cifeng nodded slightly, withdrew his cold gaze, and looked back at Zhang Ze's sickly face, continuing to ask the doctor, "No medication is needed?"
"A good night's sleep will do the trick. If you're too worried, massage or acupressure can help improve blood circulation, reduce muscle tension, and relieve symptoms. I can recommend a massage therapist to you."
Upon hearing this, Huo Cifeng immediately refused. "Forget it, you go back first."
Doctor: "Okay."
Huo Cixiao's family
In the quiet bedroom play area
Seeing Zhang Ze's situation, Luo Beishi curled his lips, "It's actually somewhat effective. But these two, one secretly going out without telling anyone, and the other secretly starting a company behind my back, they're quite in sync."
System: "Host, Huo Cifeng's new company is called Maker Future, and it mainly deals with game promotion, game production, and game development."
Luo Beishi nodded slowly. "Speaking of which, it seems that the Huo Corporation Group also has quite a few game brands, right? This guy wouldn't be poaching Huo Corporation's resources, would he? After all, Huo Corporation has a game subsidiary that is managed by Huo Cifeng. Is that even allowed?"
System: "Host, Huo Cifeng's actions have infringed upon trade secrets. Obtaining, disclosing, using, or allowing others to misappropriate trade secrets through improper means without the rights holder's permission, causing significant losses to the rights holder, are all illegal!"
Luo Beishi nodded. "Isn't this great?"
System: "Host, what do you mean?"
Luo Beishi said with a smile, "If he doesn't grow bigger and stronger, how will we have a chance to kick him out?"
A month ago, Huo Cixiao had already delegated power to Huo Cifeng, suppressing Huo Cifeng's own companies while allowing him to manage Huo Corporation's subsidiaries, including game companies and film and entertainment companies. Under extreme pressure, it was a test of whether he could resist temptation.
This is blatant entrapment. No wonder she's her husband; he creates opportunities for others even when there aren't any.
Luo Beishi said helplessly, "Some people are like that. They already have so much, yet they still want to take everything else away. How much have Huo Cheng's shares already? But Huo Cifeng is still not satisfied. He has to swallow up the entire Huo Corporation to satisfy his ambition."
He paused, picked up the game controller that had been neglected for a few minutes, and continued to complain, "If it weren't for Huo Cixiao's exceptional business acumen, the Huo Corporation would probably only be one-tenth of its current size. The shares held by Huo Cifeng alone would be worth the entire Huo Corporation seven or eight years ago."
"If it were me, I would never complain after getting a good deal. I wouldn't even show my face in front of Huo Cixiao to avoid getting in his way. I would just stay far away, live a life of leisure, and simply lie down and do nothing. But Huo Cifeng not only has no business acumen, but he also has a whole bunch of insidious methods."
Huo Cixiao, finally able to spend some time with his wife, returned to the bedroom and saw her sitting on the carpet in the game area.
He was wearing black knee-length shorts, socks with little yellow chicks printed on them, and a cream-colored hoodie. He sat cross-legged with his fair and slender legs, holding a black handle in his hand.
Upon hearing Huo Cixiao's movement, he raised his amber eyes, as if in that instant, Huo Cixiao himself was the one who bestowed light upon those gemstones.
"What are you playing? Help me out." Huo Cixiao picked up the blanket hanging on the small sofa in the game area, took off his slippers and went in, sat down on the cushion next to him, and then covered his legs with the gray blanket.
Today, Huo Cixiao and Luo Bei wore matching hoodies. Luo Beishi's hoodie had a big X printed on the back, while Huo Cixiao's had an S printed on it.
His hair had grown a bit longer, and when he wasn't at the company, it had relaxed, making him look very lazy. He could easily pass for a freshman in college. Luo Beishi could only bear to look at him a few times; looking at him any longer would be a crime.
Luo Beishi is obsessed with good looks; even a slight smile from her husband can send her into a rage.
Perhaps this is the difference between the plant-grown Huo Cixiao and the normal * Huo Cixiao *?
Who remembers that this guy was in a vegetative state just a few months ago? Luo Beishi said softly, "Alright, I'll take you flying."