Almighty in the city

"I want the highest decision-making power for the Shanghai Disney project." A faint voice from Bai Yifan came from the mobile phone, mixed with the low engine engine sound, which seemed to be the trans-ocean call through the car's Bluetooth.

Straightforward, no nonsense.

"Oh -" Bai Shanhe's face suddenly showed a smile but a smile, "You want the highest decision-making power of the Shanghai Disney project?"

"Yes." On the other end of the call, Bai Yifan, who was driving a black Land Rover bulletproof car towards the Happy Community, responded with a calm expression.

Bai Shanhe’s sneer immediately followed the car’s Bluetooth and came through the high-fidelity stereo surround sound in the Land Rover bulletproof car: "You said you want it, do I have to give it—why?"

Bai Yifan smiled faintly: "Just because I am the next patriarch of the Bai family."

"Hey--" Bai Shanhe's annoyed voice suddenly came from the car stereo, "You are a rebellious son, and you know that you are the heir of the Bai family!"

"Of course--" Bai Yifan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint arc, "In a few decades, if you raise your braid, Bai family is my final say. If you don't want me to ruin the family by then If you do, you better cooperate."

His voice was not deliberately lowered, even though Bai Shanhe didn't have a hands-free call with a mobile phone, this voice was clear to the middle-aged man in the white Tang suit who also practiced Bai family martial arts.

A big embarrassment suddenly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man wearing a white Tang suit.

Obviously, because of the "engagement" and "escaping marriage", the patriarch and the young master are obviously in a state of inconsistency and confrontation——

"You rebel dare to threaten me!" Sure enough, Bai Shanhe was already furious without waiting for the voice of the mobile phone to finish. "Don't think that I can't deal with you after you have developed the'secret energy'! With a little skill, the family randomly sends a'guard', and it can hit you all over the floor!"

"Really--" Bai Yifan at the end of the phone smiled disapprovingly, "My Taoism in Chinese martial arts is not something that a mere "wuwei" in the family can see and understand. If you don't believe it, you can let the family 'Guardian' come and try."

After a pause, before Bai Shanhe could speak, he had already added: "Don't worry, I can help them make an appointment in advance for the best hospital in Shanghai, and I will also help them pay for the medical expenses they need. I can still get the little money."

"Hey--" Bai Shanhe's angry counter-laughter suddenly heard from the car stereo, "Do you still dare to pretend to be in my place? Do you really dare not send'guards' over to pick you up?"

"Hehe--" Bai Yifan smiled faintly, and still responded with disapproval, "Don't say it's the family'guard', even if you come in person, the last person who enters the hospital will definitely not be me."

"Don't irritate me!" Bai Shanhe was furious, "I will book a flight to Shanghai now to clean up you!"

Bai Yifan curled his mouth and spit out two syllables gently: "Haha."

"I--" Baishanhe suddenly broke, hung up the phone, and said to the middle-aged man in a white Tang suit next to him, "Bai Zhe, immediately book me the latest international flight from New York to Shanghai! This time, I want to I personally cleaned up this rebel!"

The middle-aged man in a white Tang suit smirked, and persuaded: "Master, at this age, the young master is at a time of rebellion, so don't be so serious."

"Rebellious--how old is he, so rebellious!" Bai Shanhe said angrily. "It's no wonder that'a good mother is more defeated', this rebellious son is simply his mother used to come out!"

He was cursing, and there was another ringing of the phone ringing from the customized version of the Apple phone he was holding.

"My son dare to talk to Laozi - I won't answer your call!" Bai Shanhe didn't even look at it, and threw the phone directly to the middle-aged man wearing a white Tang suit, "Just ignore him!"

Bai Zhe looked at the contact's name displayed on the caller ID on the phone screen, and coughed in embarrassment, "Master, it's not the young master, it's the madam."

The muscles on Bai Shanhe's face twitched twice, groaned, and took the phone back from his hand, swiped the screen, and connected the call: "Hello, my wife, that Nizi just I called me, and it’s no big deal to be hung up by me. Then Nizi suddenly asked me to ask the supreme decision-making ghost of the Shanghai Disney project to know what he wanted to do, but it’s definitely not a good thing. The project was a trivial matter, even if it was broken. It’s nothing, but I said why you are always like this. Now that Nizi dare to be tough with his father, half of the confidence is given by you. Okay, I know don’t, my wife, you are the best. It is for your face. I'll give that Nizi a chance, don't worry, I will definitely not make things difficult for him on purpose—"

At the moment when I hung up the phone, Bai Shanhe sneered and added two words lowly, "That's it!"

Bai Zhe, who looked straight at his nose and mind, sealed his ears to show that he hadn't heard anything, Bai Shanhe gave a grunt and threw the phone over.

Bai Zhe took the phone and looked at the appearance of Bai Shanhe. He knew that he was deflated by his wife. He was funny in his heart, but he kept serious on his face. He asked, "Master, can you still book the ticket?"

Bai Shanhe glared at him: "Call that Nizi and tell him that if you want the highest decision-making power of the Bais Group in the Shanghai Disney project, you can—provided that he can get it from me before 12 o’clock this evening. Win a game of chess."

Bai Zhe was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Won chess? What chess?"

"Nonsense—" Bai Shanhe glared at him again, "Of course it's Go!"

Bai Zhe's face suddenly became dumbfounded: "Master, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for the young master? With your chess skills, generally professional chess players below five dan may not be able to win you, young master——"

"Hmph, I'll give him the opportunity, he can't take it down, do you still blame me?" Bai Shanhe snorted coldly, but there was a smug look on his face.,, ..