An Opponent Who Could Make Steam Come Out Of His Ears

Jiang Jingchen sat down in Jiang Xing's office, but no one was making tea. Song Zhou went on to boil water and made tea, like they were in their own office.

Jiang Xing's face darkened as he stared at Jiang Jingchen unhappily.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to remind you about the things on my mother's list. How are preparations going? If you can't get the things ready, I can help you."

Jiang Xing stared at his son coldly with disgust.

His son was now an annoying debt collector.

Many assets on his mother's list had grown over the years. How could he give away his hard work just like that?

It was still okay if he gave them to Jiang Minglang but once they land in Jiang Jingchen's hands, not only would he lose control, but he would also be schemed against.

"Jiang Jingchen, didn't your mother teach you to be contented? I've already given you a lot of things!"