"Matthew, you're no longer a child."
Matthew Saxon chuckled lightly, curling his lips, "Big brother, are you planning to start preaching to me?"
Maxwell Saxon smiled faintly and said, "Just a few words of advice."
"Big brother, you shouldn't waste your breath on me." Matthew Saxon flashed a cynical smile, squinted his eyes slightly, and lazily said, "I have no interest whatsoever in the company's affairs. The more disappointed Dad is with me, the better. Ideally, he should remove my position, and that way, I'll be completely freed."
"It's more than enough for him to have such an excellent son as big brother. Seymour doesn't need two outstanding managers. In my view, leaving the company to big brother, while I enjoy the benefits being a figurehead, suits both our skills well, doesn't it?"
