Transmigrated Into a Big Boss to Snatch Away the Cannon Fodder

Chapter 93

Let daddy wipe his eyes and look at it again.

Rong Qing rubbed his eyes, then carefully read the message again.

…… f*ck?

How...how come it was still the same?

He stared at the words on the screen and took some deep breaths.

Why would there be this kind of thing in this world? No way, the wealthy circle was really too chaotic! What kind of thing was this? Really too awkward! Wasn’t this a little too messed up! 

Was the old CEO Gao this vigorous despite his years? Was his methods this disturbing? He couldn’t even tell before that this old man was this ‘capable’!

No wait, the crucial point here was how can little CEO Gao tolerate this? This was basically publicly giving little CEO Gao a green hat. Oh. My. God.

The other people in the group chat were all astonished as well by Gao Jiaxuan’s outrageous statement.

[The platoon of heartless, money making machines.]

The miserable prince Song: [......? Little CEO Gao, you’re joking right?]

The joyous boss Mu: [Should be a joke. How can this be? The old man giving his son a green hat? How can a normal person do this?]

Gao Jiaxuan looked at the messages, completely understanding why this group of people would be so astonished. If he didn’t successfully convert his old man’s secretary to his own side, he also wouldn’t know that his old man could do this kind of thing.

Speaking of which, it was he who underestimated the old man’s level of shamelessness.

The weepy little CEO Gao: [Not joking. The old man dared to do it so I don’t feel ashamed saying it.]

In the end, the one who will lose face won’t be him. Since that old man was shameless, then why should he show him any respect?

The miserable prince Song: […… I’ve gained a whole new perspective.]

The joyous boss Mu: [...... me too.]

The glorious tyrant Rong: [...... the wealthy circle is really messed up.]

The weepy little CEO Gao: [? you’re not part of my circle?]

The joyous boss Mu: [? you’re not part of my circle?]

The miserable prince Song: [? you’re not part of my circle?]

The glorious tyrant Rong: [Oh. Wealthy families are really messed up.]

Rong Qing clicked his tongue.

Aye. Wasn’t it just a one word difference? Why hound him? Isn’t the crucial point still little CEO Gao’s issue?

The glorious tyrant Rong: [Let’s not focus on these random stuff. First talk about this matter. So are we still going tomorrow or not? Should we help you do something? I’m very good at crashing a scene!]

The miserable prince Song: [That’s right, do you need help? Although my blind dates failed, my dad still gave me plenty of authority. Right now I can pretty much fight.]

The joyous boss Mu: [I’m okay at crashing a scene as well. As the #1 Yankee of West Shandong, I still have a few bros. Whichever kind you need, I pretty much have it all here.]

The weepy little CEO Gao: [...... what. You guys want to come start a fight?]

Gao Jiaxuan looked at the message, not knowing if he should laugh or cry. Did this group of people think crashing a scene meant physically crashing a scene?