I'm dressed up as a fake young master, and the real young master is frantically begging me to s

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Liu Dezhu straddling Wang Defa, his hands tightly gripping the other man's neck.

He kept growling, "You dare mess with my wife? I'll kill you, I'll kill you..."

Wang Defa lay there motionless.

His face had turned bluish-purple, and his eyeballs were bulging outwards, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Most importantly, his chest was no longer rising and falling at all.

Clearly, the person was no longer breathing.

Upon seeing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.

They never imagined that the old acquaintance who had been arguing with them just moments before would become a corpse so soon.

Zhou Shijin was visibly taken aback when he realized that someone had died.

Things had developed in a way that completely exceeded his expectations.

On the way to the company with his older brother today, he had already noticed that an unfamiliar vehicle was following him.

He understood that Old Deng was worried about him, so he secretly sent someone to protect him.

Wang Defa had previously made some insolent remarks, and he was thinking of sending someone to retaliate severely.

In just a short while, that fat guy actually died!

Wait, could this also be something the older brother planned in advance?

He can kill without a trace while chatting and laughing; this seems to fit the style of the eldest brother.

Oh my god, this is absolutely terrifying!

In an instant, Zhou Shijin felt a chill run down his back, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to drop abruptly.

At the same time, he was also very glad that he chose to stick close to his elder brother instead of continuing to oppose him.

Otherwise, your fate will be absolutely terrible!

Just then, a dozen burly men in security uniforms rushed into the meeting room.

"President!"

Ignoring what was happening inside, everyone turned their questioning gazes to Zhou Shi'an.

Seeing the group's security personnel react so quickly, Zhou Shi'an nodded in satisfaction.

"Take control of the person and call the police immediately."

"Yes!" the crowd responded, took a few steps to Liu Dezhu, and pressed him to the ground.

Suddenly feeling a sharp pain, Liu Dezhu snapped back to reality.

He seemed terrified, staring blankly at Wang Defa's corpse, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The reaction of the security personnel also surprised the shareholders present.

Normally, their status wouldn't concern them with these lower-level workers.

To everyone's surprise, the group's security guards reacted so quickly, remaining completely unfazed even when faced with the corpse on the ground.

The group is now managed flawlessly by Zhou Shi'an.

This young man is terrifying!

"Secretary Lin!" Zhou Shi'an's voice startled Secretary Lin.

It was the first time she had ever witnessed a murder, and her face turned deathly pale with fright.

However, when she heard the CEO call her name, she replied in a trembling voice, "President."

"We will hand over the evidence of their crimes to the public security authorities shortly."

Oh, and remember to buy back the shares held by the two of them.

Upon hearing Zhou Shi'an's words, Liu Dezhu, who had been somewhat dazed, was immediately jolted awake.

"You bastard surnamed Zhou, who the hell do you think you are? What right do you have to take back the shares I own?"

Seeing his excited expression, Zhou Shi'an immediately found it utterly ridiculous.

Liu Dezhu is truly greedy. An ordinary person would be worried about what kind of legal punishment they would face after committing murder.

It should be a sense of awe for the law, and a fear of the unknown!

What's surprising is that his first concern was the issue of shares.

"Ha... After eating their fill for years, they've completely forgotten how they acquired their shares!"

Zhou Shi'an's slightly sarcastic words seemed to be directed at Liu Dezhu, but they also seemed to be a reminder to everyone.

Upon hearing this, the shareholders in the room seemed to realize something, and their expressions immediately changed.

The old man was kind and generous back then, and was willing to give them shares.

To demonstrate their loyalty, these younger generations added a clause to the contract stipulating that the Zhou family had the right to reclaim the shares at any time.

For a moment, the room was unusually quiet.

Even shareholders who initially harbored some reservations instantly extinguished their fervor.

What a joke! Wouldn't it be better to just live off the Zhou family's money?

If you don't recognize your place and act recklessly, your fate will be just as miserable as those two idiots.

Suddenly, a cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

After Zhou Shi'an answered the phone, his expression became very serious: "Okay, Dad, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he gave everyone an apologetic smile: "Uncles and elders, I have some things to take care of at home, please excuse me!"

"Shi Jin, come home!"

With that, he turned and walked out the door without looking back.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Zhou Shijin obediently followed.

The shareholders inside were naturally unwilling to stay in the meeting room with a corpse.

So they all got up and left.

At this moment, Liu Dezhu, who was being controlled by a group of security guards, panicked.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Zhou Shi'an, you can't do this to me! I need to see the old man..."

Seeing this, a security guard took out a pair of unwashed socks from his pocket and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

"You murderer want to see the old man? You'd better wait to be shot!"

......

Meanwhile, inside the Zhou family villa.

"Damn it! Such a big thing happened and no one even notified me!"

"If I hadn't come today, how long were you two planning to keep this a secret?"

Grandpa Zhou sat on the sofa in the living room, slamming his cane against the ground.

Zhou Xubai and his wife stood there with their heads down, feeling guilty, and neither of them dared to speak.

"Dad, calm down. Your younger brother and sister-in-law may not have had a chance to inform you yet," Zhou Tingxiao quickly comforted him.

"Yes, Dad, they may not be able to accept such a big thing happening all of a sudden."

"You and Mom, calm down and have some tea."

A slightly overweight, elegantly dressed middle-aged woman stepped forward.

She carefully handed two cups of tea to the two elderly people sitting on the sofa.

This person was Zhou Tingxiao's wife, Wang Guilan.

Although Old Master Zhou was a strict man, he couldn't vent his anger on his eldest daughter-in-law.

He took the tea, drank a small sip, and did not say anything further.

However, Old Mrs. Zhou snorted coldly and ignored her eldest daughter-in-law, not even accepting the tea.

She initially disagreed with her eldest son marrying Wang Guilan, not because of any prejudice against social class.

Instead, she disliked the eldest daughter-in-law because she valued material interests highly and had a somewhat petty personality.

Wang Guilan seemed to have become accustomed to the old lady's attitude.

She showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever; instead, she placed the teacup on the coffee table in a conciliatory manner.

"Mom, I'll leave it here. You can drink it whenever you're thirsty."

Little did she know that her actions would only make Old Mrs. Zhou look down on her even more.

"She's just putting on an act; who knows what she's really thinking inside, cursing this old woman."

Wang Guilan could only manage a forced smile, but inside she felt extremely wronged.

I came here today to resolve my younger brother and sister-in-law's family issues, so how did the anger end up affecting me?

"Grandpa, Grandma, what brings you here?"

Just then, a voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.