Chapter 623 Who Are You?

"That depends on what Mr. Pei has to offer. If young master Pei's conditions are too harsh, how can I satisfy young master Pei?" Who knew what Pei Gaoang was thinking? Juezhiyuan was worried that he would ask too much. As long as Pei Gaoang didn't mean to make things difficult for him, Juezhiyuan could almost satisfy him.

"Young master Jue is a little self-aware. I'm afraid you can't afford my request." Pei Gaoang looked at Juezhiyuan, not wanting to reconcile with Juezhiyuan.

For the The jazz group, he had to get it.

"Oh, really? How can I know what you want without young master Pei telling me? Maybe I can help you achieve it." Juezhiyuan deliberately probed Pei Gaoang to find out what his purpose was.

After a moment of silence, Pei Gaoang stared at Juezhiyuan and said coldly, "If I said I want Fan Xixi, would you give it to me?"

"Pei Gaoang, what did you say?" Hearing that Pei Gaoang had made a deal with fan xi, jue zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and became furious on the spot. "Do you think fan xixi is a commodity?"

When he met Fan Xixi, Juezhiyuan was easily out of control. Pei Gaoang felt very uncomfortable when he saw him jumping. How could Juezhiyuan marry Fan Xixi?

Just because he knew her before he did?

But when he met Fan Xixi, he was no worse than Juezhiyuan to her, but why did fan xixi choose Juezhiyuan in the end?

"I was just joking with young master Jue to make young master Jue nervous." Pei Gaoang smiled bitterly.

"Pei Gaoang, don't go too far." Jue zhiyuan clenched his fists and tried to contain his anger.

Damn Pei Gaoang, he actually made fun of fan xixi. He really didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

If the person in front of him wasn't Pei Gaoang, Juezhiyuan thought, he must have punched him in the face just now.

Looking at Juezhiyuan who was angered by himself, Pei Gaoang curled his lips and sneered. "I told you you couldn't fulfill my wish."

"Pei Gaoang, what do you want? If you want Fan Xixi, don't think about it for the rest of your life." Juezhiyuan's whole body was filled with a cold breath. In an instant, the whole coffee shop was filled with coldness. In an instant, a good coffee shop turned into a millennium ice cellar.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to see your The jazz group change their names..." Pei Gaoang deliberately provoked Juezhiyuan, who had been spying on the The jazz group for a long time. "This wish seems like young master Jue can fulfill me, but I'm afraid you won't agree."

However, as soon as Pei Gaoang finished speaking, Juezhiyuan suddenly stood up from the table. He reached out and grabbed Pei Gaoang's collar tightly, dragging him to himself. "Pei Gaoang, you can't peep at the The jazz group. It will always be ours. You don't deserve to be its owner."

Pei Gaoang did not get angry when jue zhiyuan grabbed the tie on his white shirt. Instead, he laughed. "Now you look so good in anger. I like to see you lose control. Hahaha."

Juezhiyuan, who used to be calm and calm, had a day of rage and gritting his teeth. He finally saw it today.

"Pei Gaoang, you bastard." Juezhiyuan kept grinding his teeth, and his white teeth made a gurgling sound. For a time, he was trying to suppress the urge to hit someone.

Pei Gaoang in front of him really needs a beating. Juezhiyuan really wants to fight with him.

But fighting didn't solve anything. Juezhiyuan could only keep telling himself to calm down.

"Whatever you say, The jazz group now has more than half of its shares in my hands. I believe that soon the entire The jazz group will be in my pocket. I, Pei Gaoang, will soon become the new leader. Juezhiyuan, you should not make a pointless struggle. Sooner or later, the company will change its owner." The collar was pulled a little tight by the jue abyss, and Pei Gaoang was almost out of breath. When he finished saying this, he shook Juezhiyuan's hands with both hands, lest he be strangled by the jue abyss.

"The The jazz group is the work of our The jue family. How can I give him up to you? Pei Gaoang, you still shouldn't have such a big dream." Juezhiyuan stood up and stared at Pei Gaoang with contempt.

"I told you my appetite was hard to satisfy, so let's forget it. We shouldn't have met." Pei Gaoang wanted to leave the coffee shop after he finished sorting out the white shirt and tie that had been messed up by jue's abyss. Today, he came to the appointment mainly to anger Juezhiyuan and see how angry he was. Today, he really did not disappoint him. Seeing Juezhiyuan's angry and angry appearance, it was really gratifying. Pei Gaoang was in a good mood for no reason.

"Pei Gaoang, why do you hate the The jazz group so much?" Looking at Pei Gaoang's back, Juezhiyuan suddenly said this.

Judging from his earlier attempts, Pei Gaoang was determined to get the Jueshi.

Hearing the word hate, Pei Gaoang stopped.

Instead of turning around, he turned his back to Juezhiyuan and said in a cold voice, "I don't hate the The jazz group. I like it before it's too late to hate it."

"You're lying. You clearly hate the The jazz group, but you still pretend to be indifferent. Who are you?" Although Pei Gaoang's hatred was deeply hidden, what kind of person was Juezhiyuan, such a shrewd person, Pei Gaoang's emotions could not hide in his eyes, he could sense Pei Gaoang's special hatred for the The jazz group and himself.

But Juezhiyuan couldn't remember what their Jueshi had against Pei Gaoang.

Juezhiyuan thought to himself, was it the grudge of his father's generation?

Or was it the grudge of his grandfather's generation?

"Who am I that you should not ask? You will naturally know my identity by then. The main purpose of my appointment today is to tell you that I am bound to win over your The jazz group. You should have planned to quit the position of president of the The jazz group earlier." Pei Gaoang's cold breath suddenly permeated the entire cafe room, and his cold tone was as terrifying as the devil from hell.

"Forget it. No matter who you are, I will not hand over the The jazz group to you. You should give up on this idea as soon as possible." Juezhiyuan narrowed his eyes coldly, and a dim light shone in his deep eyes. Pei Gaoang's hatred was so deep that it seemed that he was determined not to let go of the The jazz group.

"Then we'll wait and see. At the end of the day, we'll see who the The jazz group belongs to." With that said, Pei Gaoang walked out of the cafe with steady steps, leaving Juezhiyuan alone in the coffee table to ponder.