An hour later.
Mo Zhi and Mo Xicheng stood in Mo Hai’s office in the penthouse.
This office was a little different from Mo Xicheng and Mo Zhi’s offices—it was much bigger and elegant, a clear indication of Mo Hai’s indisputable position as the chairman of the company.
He sat on his swivel armchair, looking at the two men before him.
Then he looked at the two contracts on the table. He looked up at Mo Zhi with a frown and said, “You may speak first.”
Mo Zhi immediately said, “Dad, look at my construction project. The project has been completed. If word got out that we haven’t paid them, won’t people think that we the Mo family have no money?”
Mo Hai laughed when he heard this. “This is childish thinking. Whether we have money or otherwise doesn’t hinge on whether we can straight away. It depends on whether we can pay within the agreed time frame. Don’t you know how much daily interest this money will draw just sitting in the bank? Hence, it is reasonable to pay up any time within the payment period.”
Mo Zhi turned pale at once when he heard this. He retorted, “Dad, are you saying that Mo Xicheng should have priority for this money?!”
Mo Hai shifted his gaze to Mo Xicheng.
The young man lowered his gaze and said, “Director Wang has called a few times to hurry me.”
With that one remark, he made his difficult situation clear.
He believed that Mo Hai would understand without him having to point it out explicitly.
It only depended on whether he was willing to address it.
If he was unwilling, then it was pointless to say more.
Mo Xicheng hung his head waiting for Mo Hai’s decision.
Mo Zhi glanced at Mo Xicheng and then suddenly said, “Dad, come with me.”
After those words, he walked to the lounge next to the office.
Mo Hai threw Mo Zhi a glance and then looked at Mo Xicheng, who was still looking at the ground with his head lowered, as though he had not noticed the interaction between Mo Zhi and himself. Or perhaps he had noticed it, but responded only with a taunting expression.
He looked at Mo Zhi again. The man was now standing in the lounge, waving at him. It was obvious he wanted to use back-door tactics.
Mo Hai couldn’t help seeing the contrast between his two sons.
He sighed in his heart and hesitated for a few seconds. He ultimately got to his feet and walked over to the lounge to have a private conversation with Mo Zhi.
Mo Xicheng was immediately left on his own in that huge office.
He stood there a little distracted, as his gaze fell on the ashtray on the coffee table.
It was a simple decision that anyone would be able to make without difficulty. Why was Mo Hai so troubled and hesitant?
He turned to look in the direction of the lounge, the door was shut now. He couldn’t help smirking icily. Those two were the real father and son. In any case, he had been treated like that all his life, overlooked and neglected.
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In the lounge.
Mo Hai looked at his son with a deadpan expression. “What is it? What have you got to say to me?”
Mo Zhi tugged at his father’s sleeve at once and started, “Dad, you have to let me have the funds. I need it for something urgent!”
Mo Hai frowned and asked, “What’s so urging? Huh?”
Mo Zhi coughed lightly and said, “I already promised the other party the money. If I can’t give it to them, I won’t be able to face my friends in the future! People will start talking and saying that I can’t even hold a candle to the illegitimate son brought up by a mistress. How could I face the world like that?!”
Mo Hai was moved by that remark.
Indeed.
Whether it was in terms of capabilities or interpersonal relationships, Mo Zhi was nowhere as skilled as Mo Xicheng.
