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Chapter 366: The Fake Crown Prince

    

the last moment, but we also reaped billions of dollars in profits, with the three great families making a fortune.The most crucial aspect is that it established an overwhelmingly powerful presence. E...After going out and getting in the car, Shang Shanshan took out her phone and dialed the big boss's number.

The phone connected, and a low voice asked on the other end, “How is it going Has your voice recovered”

"Honey, you have to decide for me. The company has frozen all my accounts..."

She choked back tears as she briefly recounted what had happened, finally saying, "Dearest, I can only rely on you now..."

Indeed, she was just a money-making tool for the company. If she lost her value, she would be kicked out immediately.

At this point, she could only pin all her hopes on the man in front of her.

"It's utterly useless." The big investor's tone dripped with disdain. "I have important matters to attend to here. We can talk later."

After the call ended with a click, Shang Shanshan plunged into despair.

She deeply regretted her actions now. Why did she have to act like a diva Why did she have to play the bossy passenger Why did she have to provoke Ye Bufan

If I hadn't provoked this man, I would still be the adored Heavenly Empress singer everyone praised, and I wouldn't be in this situation.

She knew the big boss's temper too well, and she didn't dare to call him again. She could only wait for fate's judgment.

Right after Shang Tiantian left, Ye Bufan received a call from Gao Dajian. "Xiao Fan, are you free now Can you come to my father's place"

Ye Bufan said, "I'm at the clinic. Is there something wrong"

Gao Daqiang said, "It's like this, my father has a godson named Gao Xiaogong, who used to serve as the vice president of Kunpeng Group."

"He came over to help us out because he heard we started a sibling investment company here."

"Your dad's godson I've never heard of him before."

"That's right, I've looked into the details of his situation..."

Gao Daqiang began to tell the story. It turned out that Gao Xiaogong was previously just an ordinary employee of Kunpeng Group. He had outstanding business abilities and, thanks to his smooth interpersonal skills, was particularly liked by Gao Jiajun.

Gao Jiajun, because he had never had a son of his own, adopted a boy as his godson and entrusted him with important responsibilities. Step by step, he helped him reach the position of deputy general manager of the group.

He didn't have this name before, he didn't even have the surname Gao. He only changed his surname to Gao and named himself Xiaogong after being adopted by his foster father.

It can be said that in the Hong Kong-based Kunpeng Group, besides Gao Jiajun, Gao Xiaogong is the highest-ranking one.

Later, Jolena suddenly gave birth to Gao Xiaobao. Since then, he has been somewhat out of favor, although he still serves as the deputy general manager of the group, his status in Gao Jiajun's heart has plummeted.

This time, I heard that Gao Jiajun found his biological son and immediately ran here from Hong Kong.

Gao Xiaogong had two reasons. On the one hand, he wanted to come and recognize his relatives. On the other hand, he wanted to help Gao Dajiong get his brothers' investment company up and running quickly.

After hearing this, Ye Bufan's mouth curled into a sneer. This was clearly the fake prince feeling threatened by the real prince and coming to vie for power.

Before Gao Xiaobao grew up, Gao Xiaogong could be completely ignored. He only needed to manage his own people well.

But Gao Daqiang is different. If he grows quickly, he could soon take over Jiajun's position, which makes him feel a huge threat.

He just couldn't understand. With Gao Jiajun's intelligence, he should have seen through the scheme at a glance. Why would he allow Gao Xiaogong to come to Jiangnan City

Paradise Club has now been completely transformed, becoming the headquarters of the Brothers Investment Company and a base for the jade industry.

The casino building Ye Bufan had visited before has now become the office building of Brother Investment Company.

When Ye Bufan arrived at the reception room, Gao Jiajun and Gao Daqiang were already there, the father and son chatting warmly with each other.

Compared to before, Gao Jiajun is in high spirits when happy events occur. His mental outlook has been greatly rejuvenated, making him appear ten years younger. He seems to be living a very fulfilling life with Xia Zihang.

"Xiao Fan, you're here, come sit down quickly."

Seeing Ye Bufan enter the door, the father and son stood up together to greet him.

After he sat down, Gao Jiajun said, "This is the situation: Xiaokong came to Jiangnan City from Hong Kong."

"One reason is that I want to meet Daqiang and have the two of us get acquainted. The other reason is that I need your help."

Yè Búfán said, “Uncle Gao, the progress of our company is very fast and smooth at present. We don't need any help from others.”

Gao Jiajun laughed: “The day I founded the company, I said that I would not be involved in the affairs of any sibling companies. So whether you need Gao Xiaogong’s help is up to the two of you to decide.”

That said, Ye Bufan understood his idea a little better.

Gao Jiajun's ability to build an empire from scratch in Hong Kong City speaks volumes about his intelligence. It's impossible not to see through Gao Xiaogong's intentions.

Since this is the arrangement, there's only one purpose: to make Gao Xiaogong a whetstone for Gao Dajian, to test his abilities.

Kunpeng Group's assets are worth billions, and although Gao Dagang is the son of the founder, he still needs to prove his capability to take complete control. Gao Xiaogong is the first test.

It's not that if Gao Jiajun passes the test, he will give up on Gao Dajian. After all, he only has this one son.

But generally speaking, wealthy individuals tend to manage their assets in two ways. The first is to personally hand over control to their successors, granting them full authority.

And another kind is to entrust all one's assets, and the successor only needs to wait for the money.

This option is generally rarely used by the wealthy, only when children are truly helpless.

Before Gao Dagang became successful, he came from a poor background and had never participated in high-level business operations. It is normal for Gao Jiajun to have such concerns.

He even said that he considered his son more, and giving 51% of the shares to Ye Bufan before was a layout. He wanted Gao Daqiang to grow rapidly with Ye Bufan's help.

A few people were just chatting when the door opened and a young man in his 30s walked in from outside.

This person is of average height, significantly shorter than Gao Dagang and Gao Jiajun. He has a warm smile on his face and doesn't display the arrogance typical of other wealthy second generations, at least not on the surface.

He is Gao Jiajun's godson and the vice president of Kunpeng Group, Gao Xiaogong.

"Dad, I'm dying to see you."

After Gao Xiaogong entered the door, he first gave Gao Jiajun a big hug, then turned his head and said to Gao Dachiang, "Dad, is this my younger brother He really looks like you."

Gao Jiajun said: "That's right, this is your younger brother Dajiao. Dajiao, this is your elder brother Gao Xiaogong, you two brothers should be close to each other in the future."

"Hello, brother."

Gao Daqiang, out of politeness, extended his hand to shake hands as a greeting.

But Gao Xiaogong was much more enthusiastic, rushing forward with a big hug.

"Brother, my brother, I've been alone my whole life. There's just me at home. It's so lonely. Now finally, I have a younger brother."

Ye Bufan's expression shifted. This guy was young, but his scheming was terrifyingly deep. With a simple sentence, he immediately pulled him into the Gao family's camp, placing him at the same level as Gao Dasheng.

What incredible wristwork!'t it agreed that it would be 80% They wouldn't pay more than 80% at most..."That was just before. The price has gone up now," Ye Bufan said nonchalantly."Well... that's fine, ninety percent is ninety...