Xia Xinyu was stunned for a moment before saying, "Yizheng, I think the most important thing for you now is to firmly control the HI Group. As for He Jingyao... anyway, he has nothing left, and he is no match for you. You have all the time to deal with him, so why risk big for small?"
"You're right." He Yizheng nodded, his face twisted, "That old man He Yirong, even though he knows I'm his own son, he still guards against me."
"Yizheng, don't rush, these things take time." Xia Xinyu smiled while consoling him, "No one is competing with you anyway."
"Yes, no one is competing with me anyway... He Ziyi is just a fool. Although he has quite a few shares in his name, sooner or later..." He let out a cold laugh.
Thinking about the years of being suppressed by He Jingyao and He Yirong together, he felt a surge of uncontrollable malice.
"Yizheng, in my heart, no one is more formidable than you." Xia Xinyu complimented him timely.
This made He Yizheng feel much better.
