Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

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?

None of them had the answer.

Even Lan Zhengguo himself was thrown.

 "All of you! Bring the contracts to me!" Focker ordered.

The seven Yap Organization shareholders and the three Lan Organization shareholders placed the signed contract before Lan Zhengguo.

 "What…what is this?" Lan Zhengguo was shell-shocked.

 "The 'buyer's' signature is left blank. Once you've signed your name, you will have full authority over the Lan and Yap organization!"

Focker smiled and handed him a pen.

"Am I… am I dreaming?" Lan Zhengguo was terror-struck.

The others watched, goggle-eyed and open-mouthed.

Focker had just bought over two sizeable organizations. Before he could even warm his pockets with them, he was already gifting them to Lan Zhengguo!

Were they just toys to him?

That was crazy! Things had just taken another turn!

 "Uncle Lan, you're not dreaming. Here, sign it now. If don't sign it before my big brother comes, he'll punish me!"

With both hands, Focker handed the pen over to Lan Zhengguo.

 "May… I ask who Master Focker's… Big brother is? Does he know me?"

 Lan Zhengguo's hands shook.

To Lan Zhengguo, Focker was already a formidable figure! What more Focker's big brother?

 Creak! 

The knob on the door turned.

"My big brother is here! Uncle Lan, take a look for yourself!"

Focker smiled.

Lan Zhangguo swallowed hard and quickly got up from his seat.

The others did the same. Their heart thumping and their eyes alert, excited yet afraid. They held their breaths.

The door was pushed open.

A good-looking couple walked in, side by side.

 "Mengcheng? Why are you here?"

The members of the Lan Family immediately recognized the woman.

"Dad!"

Tears spilled from Lan Mengcheng's already reddened eyes. She ran into her father's arm, crying.

"No… Why did you come back? I told you to hide in Dragon City. You're walking right into a trap!" Lan Zhengguo rubbed his daughter's head, troubled. Then he turned his attention to the man who had walked in with her.

 "Xiaobei! Why have you come also? The both of you are in grave danger! Why didn't you keep her away?" Lan Zhengguo questioned.

What Lan Zhengguo did not know was that the Chen Xiaobei today was not afraid of facing danger!

"You little piece of shit! How dare you show your face here! You killed my son! I want revenge…"

Yap Jianming threw himself at Chen Xiaobei.

Smack!

Focker reached out and struck Yap Jianming on the face.

Whoosh!

Yap Jianming flew across the room and hit the wall with a loud thud. His head was badly injured and his teeth, along with some blood poured from his mouth. He could not even stand.

 "He is my big brother!"

Focker pointed with his thumb, and enunciated each word clearly, "Bro! Bei!"