When Sun Zhihui saw how unpleasant Li Mobai's words were, his face turned extremely ugly.
What do you mean by 'parasites'?
Who are you talking about?
No wonder your father looks down on you. What kind of person are you!
"Li Dong won't agree to this."
Sun Zhihui tried to bring up Li Zhengxin.
But this undoubtedly touched a raw nerve with Li Mobai again.
You still dare to mention that scumbag in front of me?
"Do I need his approval to do things? Since you like listening to that Li Dong so much, then don't be the principal. Go back to Kaichuang Group. Handle the handover procedures now!"
Li Mobai pointed to the office door.
"I, I didn't mean that. I meant to say, you should calm down. I am passionate about the education cause."
Sun Zhihui finally caved.
Wiping sweat while softening his tone.
Li Mobai sneered repeatedly.
You still claim to be passionate about the education cause?
Get lost.
Let's see how I slowly settle accounts with you.
"I don't need to calm down, I only need results. My school will never allow itself to become a mess, full of grievances, understand? Go get to work."
Li Mobai said sternly.
"Yes! Yes!"
Sun Zhihui scurried out of the office, his fat face already filled with malevolent intent.
You little brat.
You're trying to use me as a sacrificial lamb, aren't you? You're still too green.
A grandson who was removed from the core circle of the Li family, does he really think he's a crown prince?
I need to call for backup!
Sun Zhihui began to report to Li Zhengxin.
Unbeknownst to him, Li Mobai in the office wasn't idle either.
"Old Meng, where are you moving bricks?"
Li Mobai, 26 years old this year, graduated from Northwestern Polytechnical University, the most mysterious of the Seven Sons of National Defense!
At 19, in his sophomore year, he enlisted in the army. After completing new recruit training, he was directly chosen by a unit with the overt designation of 86749, but which was actually a classified unit.
It was already when he was 25 that he returned to school to complete his studies.
What happened in between is top secret.
Old Meng, Zhang Weimeng, was his platoon leader in the new recruit company.
Their relationship was very good.
"Damn it. Don't look down on people, an excellent talent like me, moving bricks is only temporary."
From the other end of the phone came a full-throated shout.
Li Mobai was slightly taken aback, what's up, did he get a new job?
"Security guard is the ultimate destination! I'm a security manager at the Honglangman Club in Shijiazhuang. 1200 a month, including food and lodging. Come to Shijiazhuang to visit me when you're free."
Old Meng on the other end of the phone said self-deprecatingly.
Old Meng was discharged as a second-class non-commissioned officer.
He received a resettlement fee, but it didn't meet the standard for job placement.
Actually, Old Meng was quite capable. He was good at leading soldiers. He was an acting platoon leader in the new recruit company.
But he lost out due to a lack of education.
He was destined not to be promoted.
"Damn it, that place is a mixed bag, be careful not to get dragged in, there's no future. Work with me, come to Handan City. Be the head of the school's security team, I'll give you 2000, with bonuses calculated separately!"
"In addition, recruit a group of reliable and trustworthy retired soldiers to come along. Monthly salary of 1500, including food and lodging."
Li Mobai directly instructed.
"Holy crap. Is that for real? You started a school? A driving school?"
Old Meng was shocked.
Li Mobai: "???"
"Can't I have a university?"
Li Mobai rolled his eyes.
"Oh, come on. You're not a rich second generation."
Old Meng was still somewhat skeptical.
"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was alienation and doubt! No more pretending, I'm laying it all out. I'm not a rich second generation, but I'm a rich third generation. Hurry up and get over here, Shanhe Vocational Technical College in Handan City. It's my school, come and help me! I need to rectify the school. Can you bring people tomorrow?"
Li Mobai put away his frivolous attitude and said with a serious expression.
"Okay! Time is tight, the task is heavy, for now I can only bring three people, tell me how many people you need, and I'll find them all for you within three days!"
Old Meng responded equally seriously.
"Temporarily thirty people. I hope to see you tomorrow morning."
After Li Mobai finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.
Zhang Weimeng stroked his chin and clicked his tongue repeatedly: "Damn, damn! Li Mobai has been hiding it deep. My new recruit brother who slept on my top bunk is a rich third generation?"
If he could work as a security guard at a school, of course he wouldn't want to work at Honglangman anymore.
Clubs these days are unusually chaotic.
Zhang Weimeng had personally witnessed various illegal and criminal activities, and he knew clearly that his so-called security manager position was actually just a thug leader!
Being in such a corrupt environment would not lead to a good end.
Li Mobai liked to handle things swiftly.
This group of people like Sun Zhihui would definitely all be kicked out.
Law in one hand, force in the other.
Both hands must be grasped.
These guys have done too many bad things. Before, he didn't have time to deal with them, but now, he needs to free up his hands to settle accounts properly.
"Li Dong, that's what happened, you must uphold justice for us. So, our diligent work, in Li Mobai's mouth, became 'parasites'?"
Sun Zhihui reported with a face full of grievance, adding fuel to the fire.
Li Zhengxin no longer wanted to bother with this eldest son.
There was never much affection.
Li Mobai's father had an affair when he was in elementary school.
In junior high, Li Mobai started boarding, all the way through university, military service, and so on.
Father and son barely saw each other a few times.
The ones accompanying him were Zhao Hongyan and his youngest son, Li Moyun.
Li Zhengxin was raising Li Moyun as his heir.
"This scoundrel. Old Sun, don't be afraid, I'll teach him a lesson."
Li Zhengxin hung up the phone with a dark expression.
Who doesn't know that Sun Zhihui is my man?
If you, Li Mobai, touch Sun Zhihui, that's slapping my face.
It's simply defying heaven!
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Hongyan, in her thirties, plump and beautiful, had already heard some of the content, but she pretended not to know, deliberately fanning the flames.
"That rebellious son, that beast. Acting recklessly at Shanhe College."
Li Zhengxin clearly knew that Shanhe Group was already under Li Mobai's name.
But he still felt that, as the head of the Li family, he still held absolute power over Li Mobai, and even Shanhe Group!
"This Li Mobai is indeed out of line, how can a son like this still have you, his father, in his eyes?"
Zhao Hongyan said indignantly.
Li Zhengxin snorted coldly.
What she said aligned with his inner thoughts.
"He also happens to hold five percent of the group's shares. You have to find a way to get them back."
Zhao Hongyan reminded him in a low voice.
"It's all the old man's fault. I'll give him a call!"
Li Zhengxin started flipping through his contacts, found the contact saved as 'Rebellious Son', and dialed.
"What is it?" On the other end of the line was Li Mobai's cold voice!
"You little beast, I'm your father! You won't greet people...?"
Li Zhengxin's composure broke again, and he started cursing directly.
"Idiot!"
Before he could finish speaking, Li Mobai hung up directly.
No time to waste with this mad dog.