Mo Chuxi's cold words instantly shocked the woman in front of him.
And those who were originally lounging leisurely on the sofa also stood up one by one in awe.
Although all these people were of higher seniority than Mo Chuxi, there was no denying that his inherent strong aura commanded respect.
Especially since they had all decided that Mo Chuxi was already dead, they came here with a pompous reason to demand a share of the stocks...
"Do each of you want me dead? Do you think that if I'm dead, you can divide my property? Are you all delusional?"
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His peach blossom lips parted slightly, a meaningful smile tugging at the corner.
"Everything under my name belongs to my wife and my children. The Di Jue Group was managed single-handedly by my father before inheriting it to me. It has nothing to do with any of you!"
"Chuxi, you're wrong to say that. Back when Ah Feng was starting the Di Jue Group and it wasn't doing well, he did ask us to invest!"
