Ji Jingfeng hastily changed his statement, "If we define success by accomplishments, then of course my grandfather is not as successful as Mr. Charles."
Charles was very satisfied with his answer.
After all, he loved to hear anything that disparaged Ji Zhengdao, the more the better.
With a smile, he looked at Ji Jingfeng again, his lips curling into a sneer, "However, that old stubborn Ji Zhengdao did have some insight in judging people."
Charles made no effort to hide his disdain for Ji Jingfeng, "Because he didn't hand over the shares to you."
Ji Jingfeng frowned, becoming displeased, "Mr. Charles, what do you mean by that?"
He put his hand on the table, his fist clenched tightly because of Charles's previous contemptuous remark. Charles glanced at it and continued sharply, "It's quite clear, compared to Ji Chicheng, you indeed fall far short."
