The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

It was George Thomas’s number. Almost instantly, the call was answered, and from the other end came

George’s voice, “Young Master, what are your instructions?” “Investigate Prime Harvest Group. I want them

bankrupt in ten minutes!” said Philip faintly. “That’s a small matter,” George answered easily, but then he

quickly said, “Young Master, this Prime Harvest Group seems to be doing well, so I’d suggest that you buy it

instead. It’s not very expensive too. Their worth on the market now would be… three hundred million. You just

have to spend three hundred million to buy them over.”

George’s suggestion sounded really good. If he had to destroy a corporation, why not buy it over

instead and own it? That way, no one would lose their jobs, and it would be good to keep the market

stable. “Alright then, buy it over. Have Lewis Larson come to the dessert shop opposite of Millennium

Amusement Park this instant,” said Philip calmly. “One other thing, I want you to send three hundred

million in cash, by car to the dessert shop.” When he said this, Philip glanced coldly at Leon. “Young

Master, it would be tough to get three hundred million cash in such a short amount of time,” said

George. “How long will you need?” “Half an hour.” “No, send it over in fifteen minutes. If you can’t do

that, I won’t inherit the family business,” said Philip, and he hung up immediately after that. In the now

quiet dessert shop, a burst of mad laughter rang all of a sudden. Leon was trembling from laughing too

much as he stared at Philip with a mocking expression. “You’re really an idiot. Are you trying to be an

actor? Are you going to buy my company with three hundred million dollars in cash? Can you be any

funnier?” Leon gave up. This guy did not make sense. Did he know what three hundred million dollars

in cash were? Did he know what complicated procedures it would require to cash out three hundred

million dollars? And he wanted it in fifteen minutes. Bullsh*t! He could not even pick out a better excuse

when acting. “It’s not your fault that you’re poor. But it’s a mistake for acting in front of me.” Leon

chuckled freely. “Have you ever seen money? Did you know that you have to make a reservation in

advance, even for three million cash? You must have gone mad from being so poor!”

However, Philip only quietly looked at Leon, not saying a word. This brat was really arrogant. Philip was

wondering what his reaction would be like when he saw the money later. Leon wanted to leave. Today,

his goal was to confess to Silvia, so he had no time for any nonsense with an idiot. However, Theo’s

sturdy build was standing at the door, blocking his way out. “Okay, I’ll just see for myself if you can get

that three hundred million cash.” Leon was annoyed. He plopped down on the sofa, crossed his legs,

and opened up the streaming application on his phone to do a live stream. “Brothers, I’m doing a live

stream now about meeting a lunatic who says he wants to buy my company.” His screen was then filled

with popped up comments that read: Awesome! “Here, I’ll show you guys that idiot who even said he

wants to buy my company with three hundred million cash. I’m waiting here right now to see if this

broke rascal can bring over the money,” Leon taunted with a cold smirk. “If you guys like this,

remember to hit the subscribe button.” As Leon streamed, his audience in the live room went into an

uproar. “That’s too cool, bro! I’ve never seen three hundred million in cash.

Can’t wait!” As he watched the comments popping up on the screen, Leon’s smirk deepened. He

usually liked to stream about dating girls in his car and similar content, and those were very well-

received. Today, it was his first time streaming about someone with an egg on his face, and Leon was

ecstatic. How exhilarating! A live stream about someone with an egg on his face! Leon was blooming

on the inside, thinking that his fame as a streamer was about to rise. To prove his point, his die-hard

fans started sending him virtual gifts. “Thank you, FreckledOlivia, Fred_Cannon, and SkinnyKimmyNo3

for the gifts, but you guys don’t actually have to give me anything. I don’t lack money.” Leon laughed

cheekily as he glanced at Philip, feeling contempt for the man. At the same time, outside the dessert

store, a long row of armored cars drove over slowly and abruptly stopped in front of the door! From a

distance, there seemed to be more than ten cars!

This scene immediately stunned everyone on the streets! These were f*cking armored cash carriers… And

more than ten cars at that! Why did they stop in front of a dessert shop? Moreover, four SWAT polices in their

uniforms, carrying loaded guns, had come out from each of these armored cars, standing ready at the side!

They all looked stern and dignified, exuding a cold, murderous aura. In an instant, they had blocked off five

meters around the area, not allowing anyone to enter that range! “Holy sh*t! What’s happening? There are

armored cars and SWAT police.” “Oh dear, what happened?” “There are around thirty cars. If each car carried

ten million, wouldn’t there be at least three hundred million in cash here?” The crowd went into an uproar.

Many people were taking photos and sharing them on their social media. How shocking! It was a rare scene in

the country! And this scene was also noticed by Leon, who was inside the dessert shop. His phone had been

streaming it the whole time. In an instant, his live room went viral! His fame rate had shot up to millions in

popularity! Just what the f*ck is going on? Leon was dumbstruck. His whole body was shaking, but his final

ounce of willfulness had supported him as he stood up to stare, shocked, at Philip as he asked in disbelief,

“Are you the one who called these armored cars over?”