Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 1229 - 1193: The Hero, Approaching Twilight_2

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1193: The Hero, Approaching Twilight_2

Shen Peisheng and Fang Beijun chatted and laughed as if they were old friends.

Xiahou Qi silently observed Fang Beijun, observed Shen Peisheng, and observed the people in front of him who were obedient to Shen Peisheng.

Without uttering a single word.

Nearly all those on Xiahou Qi’s side had been sent away, and even those who remained were excluded from the meeting.

Thus, witnessing such a scene before his eyes was not surprising.

"Fang, what brings you here this time?" Shen Peisheng changed his address, sounding even more cordial, "Let’s deal with the important matters first. Once we’re done, I can play my part as the host. You haven’t visited in a long time."

Shen Peisheng deliberately or inadvertently acted like he was the one in charge here.

Fang Beijun seemed oblivious, as if he hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

The other Senior Affairs Officers and Affairs Officers present all acted as if it were totally normal.

Xiahou Qi narrowed his gaze slightly, silent, still watching them calmly.

"Indeed, I barged in and interrupted such an important meeting; obviously, I should attend to the serious matters first." Fang Beijun chuckled, looking at Xiahou Qi with a bit of solemnity, "Elder Xia, reports from the Greater China Region say you are ill and unfit to continue overseeing the work!"

Xiahou Qi’s eyes narrowed at such a statement.

"You are a great contributor, and the higher-ups have always valued you, specially sent someone to check on you, and express their well-wishes. As an old-timer from the Greater China Region, I happen to lead this vanguard task."

"I’m stepping in on behalf of my superiors, and now such a look, psshh..."

"Your complexion really doesn’t look good!"

Fang Beijun seemed to be drawing a conclusion.

Behind him, some people were filming, some were taking out notebooks to make notes, and there was even someone carrying a medical kit – a doctor in tow!

Xiahou Qi’s eyes grew fierce.

Wang Mubei, standing at the door, was so shocked that his eyes widened.

Who reported that Xiahou Qi was unwell?

Who had the authority, the conditions to do so?

It was clear even without guessing that it must have been Shen Peisheng!

Whether Fang Beijun’s arrival was a coincidence or a maneuver, it was indeed intriguing!

The two of them, with that recent exchange, were too in sync. Instead of concerning about Xiahou Qi’s health, it seemed more like they wanted to use health as a pretext to force Xiahou Qi to "rest" and take away his power!

Shen Peisheng sought to seize power!

Sima Zhao’s heart, an open secret!

At this moment, everyone in the room turned their eyes to Xiahou Qi, their gazes filled with clear intent.

With a doctor’s examination and their "proof," along with Fang Beijun’s conclusion...

The matter of Xiahou Qi’s serious illness would surely be confirmed.

Would his position as the President of the Greater China Region be taken away?!

"Elder Xia is seriously ill, he needs to recuperate!"

"Exactly, if you keep pushing on, who knows if the illness might become uncontrollable!"

"The headquarters care so much, Elder Xia, you shouldn’t refuse."

Seeing Shen Peisheng and Fang Beijun acting in such tacit agreement, watching the utterly "in sync" gazes of everyone in the room, seeming ready to add fuel to the fire!

Xiahou Qi’s eyes suddenly blazed like fire, and he stood up fiercely.

Glaring at everyone, his hair and beard bristling, Xiahou Qi bellowed, "All of you, shut up!"

"How is my health any of your business to conjecture!"

Like an old lion at twilight, Xiahou Qi let out one last deafening roar.

These words were for everyone present, for Shen Peisheng, and also for Fang Beijun and his people!

Thinking that because Elder Xia is ill, they could plot against him like this?

Delusional!

After roaring, Xiahou Qi felt waves of dizziness.

This made his body wobble, nearly causing him to fall.

Xiahou Qi’s large hands, skin like the bark of a withered tree, heavily pressed onto the table’s surface, strenuously support his body.

Following that was a wave of severe pain spreading throughout his body.

Excitement and anger further exacerbated his physical condition.

He began to cough violently.

The entire room plunged into silence.

Everyone silently observed the President of the Greater China Region, their gazes cold and indifferent.

Xiahou Qi was like the last barrier standing in the way of everyone’s "future" there, each wishing he would fall.

Before, they could only wish, but now there was an opportunity!

"Why go to such lengths, Elder Xia." Fang Beijun sighed leisurely, seemingly full of regret, and then smiled persuasively, "When your body is already like this, what are you still clinging to? Let go, your health is what’s most important! The group will arrange for your recuperation, and the work here can be taken over by Grand Affairs Officer Shen Peisheng, wouldn’t that be perfect?"

Fang Beijun’s title for Xiahou Qi had quietly shifted from "You" to "You."

Shen Peisheng chuckled, showing his stance to those "from the headquarters" following Fang Beijun, "Although, I, Shen Peisheng, am not young myself, my health is still a bit better than Elder Xia’s. If the situation requires, then I won’t demur and take over this mess here."

Following Shen Peisheng’s words, whether it was Senior Affairs Officers or Affairs Officers present, they all eagerly voiced out —

"Sir Shen’s selflessness for the public good truly is a noble deed!"

"Yes, with Sir Shen overseeing the work, I’m sure it will even surpass the past!"

"This mess is all due to Sheng as the Senior Affairs Officer being reckless, it’s also time for Sir Shen to do some cleaning up!"

"Elder Xia, step down and hand over the work to Sir Shen."

"We will certainly spare no effort to assist Sir Shen in handling all problems!"

...

Everyone was chattering, kissing up to Sir Shen, persuading Xiahou Qi.

They were like buzzing flies, and with Shen Peisheng’s and Fang Beijun’s cold, mocking smiles when looking at himself, Xiahou Qi’s vision started to twist and blur.