After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 666 Not worthy of being the head of the Fu family

"Heart disease?"

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Qiming with squinted eyes, his voice was old and slow.

"About the Fu Group, or the position of the head of the Fu family?"

The old man opened his mouth and brought the topic directly to the main line.

Fu Qiming was prepared in his heart, but he was still shocked by Mr. Fu's straightforward words.

Of course it wasn't just him, the others present were too scared to vent their anger.

The room fell silent, and the atmosphere gradually solidified and cold.

After a while, Fu Qiming spoke slowly again.

"Get out for me."

"Yes,"

The servants who led the way and stayed aside nodded and retreated one after another.

Apart from Mr. Fu and Fu Qiming, only Uncle Yang and Gao Yue were left.

"That's right,"

When Fu Qiming watched Mr. Fu speak again, he changed from his usual timidity to a little cold.

"For so many years, I have never thought clearly why you passed me and handed over the position of Patriarch of the Fu family to Ting Chen?"

This matter is his heart knot, and the fundamental reason why he needs to be careful every step of the way.

"why?"

Mr. Fu hooked his lips, and there was a bit of a sad smile on his face.

"Qi Ming, I always thought you knew it a long time ago, but now it seems that I have overestimated you on this point."

This tone is what he hates the most over the years.

Fu Qiming pursed his lips and frowned tightly.

"Yang Sheng,"

Mr. Fu didn't expect to answer, but looked out at Uncle Yang.

"What do you think?"

"he thinks?"

Fu Qiming also looked at Uncle Yang, with a sneer on his face.

"Yang Sheng is just a servant, what qualifications does he have to comment on this matter?"

For so many years, the old man's regard for Yang Sheng has already made him uncomfortable.

It's just that in order to pretend to be in front of the old man, I had to endure it.

Now, it's obviously not necessary.

Mr. Fu looked at Fu Qiming, his eyes became colder, and the disappointment in his eyes became more and more intense.

Uncle Yang was neither humble nor overbearing, completely ignoring Fu Qiming's disdainful gaze, and spoke slowly after a few seconds of silence.

"Headstrong, short-sighted, one-sided thinking, high-minded, low-handed,"

He looked up at Fu Qiming with a slow and clear voice.

"Sir, you are not worthy to be the leader of the Fu family."

Gao Yue didn't expect Uncle Yang to dare to speak.

But he soon found himself subconsciously agreeing in shock.

Compared to him, Fu Qiming is angry.

Yang Sheng's words were equivalent to slaps, directly slapped on his face.

"Not worthy?"

He picked up the lamp at hand and slammed it at Uncle Yang.

"What are you, you dare to say that I am not worthy? I think you don't want to live!!"

Uncle Yang had been on guard against Fu Qiming for a long time. When the lamp hit him, he quickly hid aside and said calmly.

"Sir, don't be angry, this subordinate is just telling the truth,"

thump.

The lamp passed Uncle Yang, hit Gao Yue's shoulder straight, and then fell heavily on the ground, torn apart.

Gao Yue gasped in pain, but didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that Uncle Yang dared to hide, Fu Qiming was even more angry, his eyes pierced into the knife.

"Gao Yue, take him to the basement and teach him a lesson!!"

This him, of course, refers to Uncle Yang.

"Yes!"

Gao Yue nodded and walked towards Uncle Yang.

The crutch in Mr. Fu's hand fell heavily to the ground.

"I see who dares."

In the old and solemn voice, there was an incomparably strong coercion.