954 Another Great Turn (1/2)

Rothschild?!

Everyone, including Yap Jianming and Lan Zhengguo inhaled sharply.

If you were to ask the people on the street who Rothchild was, it would not be surprising that if they had never even heard of the name.

But those who were in the conference room were all seasoned old hands in the business sector. To them, the name Rothschild was one that was highly esteemed! Even if none of them met even him before, they had heard of the Rothschild's reputation as the world's most affluent family of tycoons! They were legendary!

Their family controlled the Federal Reserve; they could skew the global economy as they pleased!

The private properties they owned dotted across the world totaled up to 5 trillion USD!

There was even a rumor in Jianghu that the family was serving a demigod!

To put in plainly, this family's power was equivalent to that of China's top ancient faction!

Now it all became clear!

Why were the Lan and Yap Organizations bought over so casually as if one was buying a toy?

Why had the shareholders signed the contract so willingly?

Why was the Yap family said not to be worthy of even being their grandson?

That was because of Rothschild!

That was the answer!

”Hack! Hack hack… Hack…”

Yap Jianming's chest tightened and his heart burned. He gripped his chest as he coughed blood into his hands.

His son was gone; his plans to avenge him had retaliated. Right now, the Yap Family's decades of legacy was eradicated!

Yap Jiangming felt a stabbing pain his chest. He wished he was dead!

Facing a behemoth such as Rothschild, Yap Jianming's situation mirrored that of Lan Zhengguo's just a while ago.

No escape, no way out. He could do nothing but bear the grievances!

Yap Jianming was tormented by something worse than pain—despair!

”Why? M… Master Focker… Why are you doing this to my family? We have never had any discord between us…” said Yap Jianling, as blood trickled down the corners of his mouth. He looked ten years older with his ashen face and absent gaze.

Focker looked the other way as if Yap Jianming had not spoken.

On Paradise Island, even those who were a hundred times more powerful than Yap Jianming might not even be able to talk to Focker. It was only a given that he was ignored.

”Ma… Master Focker… I am Lan Zhangguo from the Lan Family. May I ask why you want to acquire our organization?”

Lan Zhengguo was aware that he may also be ignored but he asked anyway, for the sake of his family.

The members of the Lan Family waited, their hearts pounding, terrified that they had escaped Yap's claws only to fall into Focker's den.

”Uncle Lan, don't worry. Come and take a seat!”

Who would have imagined that Focker broke into an affectionate smile and got up from his seat to help Lan Zhengguo to the seat next to his.

Uncle Lan?

Yap Jianling's face scrunched up at this. Focker acted like he was non-existent but he called Lan Zhengguo uncle? What gave?

”I'm not…worthy…”

Lan Zhengguo stiffened, afraid to sit.

”Uncle Lan! If you don't sit, I will be punished!”

Focker put his arm on Lan Zhengguo's shoulder and eased him onto the chair.

”I…” Lan Zhengguo was speechless.

Those who were with him were just as speechless.

Why did the imperious Focker keep calling him Uncle Lan?

Why would the noble Focker be punished?

Could it be that Lan Zhengguo had friendly relations with the elders of the Rothschild family?

But Lan Zhengguo was only a rich man from a random city, a world away from Yap Jianming. How could he possibly know the Rothschilds personally?