Tprm 1141

 "Takuya, you can't take it upon yourself to kick so many people out of the family, it will leave the family in the red, even if you receive such a large contract, there is no way to support it. In the end it will still put the family on a path of decline!"


                After a moment of reprieve, Futaba Masaru pointed at Takuya and continued his accusation.


                "Second Uncle, if you insist on trying to keep them as a group in the family, I will suspect your true intentions, and there is absolutely no room for any black sheep in the family now!" Takuya's tone was very firm, he had already made up his mind on the way back to clean up the family completely.


                Otherwise, even if he got the Far East Foundation's cooperation, it wouldn't take long to absolutely revert back to the current situation. This group of vampires would never rest until they had drained the family dry.


                Takuya had understood this.


                "Takuya, you ......" Futaba Masaru didn't expect Takuya to dare to disobey his words among, and his face turned white when his breath didn't come up. Covering his chest, he slowly fell down.


                The sudden situation caught everyone off guard.


                "Second Uncle, Second Uncle!" No matter what, Futaba Masaru was Takuya's second uncle, and seeing this sudden situation, Takuya immediately walked forward, kneeling on one knee and reaching out to lift Futaba Masaru up.


                "Medicine, medicine ......" Futaba Masaru's face turned ugly to a degree visible to the naked eye as he held up a shivering hand.


                Takuya fumbled around him for a moment, pulling a small white bottle from his breast pocket and pouring a black pill out of it. Stuffing it into his mouth, he shouted again, "Go quickly and bring the water!"


                The secretary nodded, not daring to delay, and hurriedly handed over a glass of warm water.


                After feeding Futaba Masaru the medicine and patting him on the back, the crowd all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that his face was gradually easing up, and Takuya shook off his somewhat numb arms and sat back down in his first position.


                "Takuya, you're really going to piss me off!" Futaba Masaru exhaled heavily and pointed at Takuya with a shivering hand.


                "I've already decided on this matter, and no one can change my mind." Never mind that Futaba Masaru had just been in danger, but Takuya had already made up his mind. He waved his hand to the cronies around him and said, "Go and send the old man back to the guest room to rest. No one is to be disturbed without my orders."


                On the surface it was sent to rest and not to be disturbed. But in reality, Takuya's order amounted to putting Futaba Masaru under house arrest.


                Two of his inner circle nodded and stepped forward to help Futaba Masaru up, left and right, and soon walked out of the parlour.


                When they saw him being carried out, the others dared not speak.


                "Did you all hear what I just said?" Takuya asked indifferently as he swept a frown across his face.


                The crowd still did not speak up, they knew that Takuya had already made up his mind to drive them out of the clan, if they spoke up at this time. Instead of gaining anything, they would leave an even worse impression in Takuya's mind.


                "Five minutes to disappear in front of me. Seven days to cut off all contact between you and the Futaba clan, or I will not be concerned about all being kind to you as fellow clansmen." Seeing that they did not speak, Takuya said to himself, having gotten the order from the Far East Foundation, he already had full strength.


                Soon. At Takuya's order, the clansmen left the meeting room one by one.


                No one dared to touch Takuya's brow at this time, but in their hearts they did not dismiss the idea of continuing to drain the clan. Everyone knew what kind of person Takuya was, and that maybe in time he would take back what he had said and let them back into the clan.


                Then by then, with the family's connections to the Far Eastern Foundation, they would get just as much benefit, it was just a matter of time.


                "Close the door." When they had all left, Takuya's body, which had been sitting up straight, gradually went limp. He raised a somewhat weak hand and waved it.


                Bai Xiaofei got up and closed the door of the meeting room behind him.


                "Say, you guys. Did I do the right thing?" Looking at the few people who still remained in the parlour, these were all people who had not left even though the family had declined, and had not even shown their intentions of cloth.


                "Of course it's right, if we continue to keep them, not to mention working with the Far Eastern Consortium, even with the Rothschild family, they will gradually eat us up, now it's just a little harder for us, I think with the Far Eastern Consortium there, it won't take long to turn around."


                "That's right, these people should have been kicked out of the family a long time ago, if it wasn't for them. If it wasn't for them, our Futaba family wouldn't be in this state now."


                The crowd murmured, and you could tell that they were all righteously angry at these scum in the family. Now that Takuya had done what they had wanted to see for a long time, it made them all feel very good inside, even more so than getting the contract.


                "You two. Take charge of the matchmaking with the Far East Consortium, and remember to be sure to add more ideas, we have this partnership thanks to Chen Ge's introduction from it, and if you screw up in your hands, you won't have to go back to the family."


                Takuya nodded at the two men standing in front of him and said in a low voice.


                "Don't worry Patriarch, we will not let you or Mr. Chen Ge down." The two men first gave Chen Ge a look before respectfully addressing Takuya.


                "Alright, you all go out first, I will contact you again if there is anything, later I will send you the phone number of the Far East Consortium secretary, so you can contact them yourselves." Takuya clapped his hands again, he was a little uncomfortable to have so many people thrown out of the family in one breath.


                By the time these people left, there were only five people left in the parlour.


                "I don't know why Futaba-suke didn't come, he's almost always rushed in first at family meetings over the years, and there was indeed something strange about him not being there today." In front of these people, Chen Ge and his daughter, Takuya was not as formal as he had just been and began to speak his mind and question.


                "He might have some connection with the Kawauchi family." Thinking of the few times he had met with Futaba-suke before, Chen Ge spoke up.


                "Is there any proof of that?" At that, Takuya immediately came to his senses.


                "Not at the moment, I just have this feeling that his every move including what he said to me makes me suspicious." Chen Ge shook his head.


                "To be honest, I also feel that there is something wrong within the family, the changes within the family over the years are too strange and too swift, some times without any warning at all, suddenly collapsing without even a chance to remedy the situation."


                "And when Feishu was assassinated some time ago, if someone from within the family hadn't tipped off the Kawauchi clan, how could they have known that Feishu was the female soldier king of the Japanese."


                Takuya frowned in analysis.