Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Afternoon.
The mourning banquet finally came to an end. Just as Zhang Tian was about to leave the Majestic Palace Entertainment City, a drunk Baldie suddenly called out to him from the second floor, “Old Zhang!”
“Yes, Baldie?” Baldie shouted back.
“Come up for a moment. I need to talk to you about something.”
“Huh? What do you have to talk to me about?”
“Just come up!”
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Roughly ten minutes later, in Yuan Hua’s old office, Zhang Tian sat down on the sofa and asked with an amiable smile, “What do you have to talk to me about?”
“Old Yuan is gone now.” Baldie rubbed his head as he sat down on a chair too and slapped his thighs. He nodded his head solemnly for a moment before asking, “I want to discuss the future of the company with you.”
Zhang Tian’s pupils dilated a little before he spoke up heartily, “Heh, what is there to discuss? Didn’t Old Yuan put it out very clearly before he left? He said that Yuan Ke will be wearing the crown, and you’ll become as the meritorious subject who supports him to the throne!”
“Don’t talk that kind of crap to me, you know that I don’t care about all those stuff,” Baldie said as he shook his legs leisurely. He got straight to the point and asked, “I just want to seek your view on this. Are you fine with Yuan Ke taking the helm?”
Zhang Tian was silent for a moment before he replied, “What’s there to disagree? Old Yuan was the one who brought the company up. It’s up to him to decide whoever he wants to give the company away to!”
“Is that really what you think?” Baldie asked.
Zhang Tian stared at Baldie, and a slight crease formed on his forehead. “What do you mean by that?”
“I don’t mean anything. I’m just asking you if you seriously intend to support Yuan Ke to the top position.”
“Haven’t I already expressed my stand? If he wants to do it, go on. What else am I supposed to do? Kneel down and shout out ‘Long live Your Majesty’?” Zhang Tian replied impatiently as he took out a cigarette box. “Be it when Old Yuan was still around or now that Little Yuan is taking over, you’re still goin
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