"What does this have to do with Xiao Qi?" Madam Rong looked confused, then paused, realizing what she meant, "Xiao Qi? This company has something to do with you?"

Rong Qi did not deny it, but nodded directly.

Madam Rong was dumbfounded: "Wait, when did this happen? How come I had no idea?"

How old is my child? How could he already own such a powerful company? And I had no idea. Isn't something wrong with that?

"I collaborated with a senior student in high school." He wasn't exactly the boss, just one of the bosses.

Madam Rong was completely unaware of this matter; she only vaguely heard her husband mention that the CEO of that company was a very young man.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about it when your dad gets back. Let's eat first." We can't keep so many people waiting for him. He just won't listen to us telling him to come back sooner.

Just then, the butler's voice suddenly rang out: "Mr. Rong."

Mr. Rong nodded, his face showing a hint of anxiety. He quickened his pace and walked to the front of the crowd. His first glance fell on his wife, and finally his gaze landed on his son: "Xiao Qi, you're back. Dad missed you so much."

As he spoke, he hugged his child tightly. Rong Qi felt a strange sense of rejection, as if he rejected hugs from anyone except Wan Ge. However, he could not refuse and could only obediently accept it.

"Why are you back so late? Didn't I tell you to come back earlier?" Madam Rong's tone was somewhat helpless, guessing that her husband was engrossed in work again.

Mr. Rong sighed helplessly, "There was a traffic jam on the way back, there was nothing I could do."

He had arrived much earlier than usual, but he hadn't anticipated the traffic jam, so he was much later. Luckily, he made it back in time.

…

After dinner, Madam Rong took the initiative to ask her husband, "By the way, how's the acquisition going?"

Mr. Rong waved his hand: "I met with the CEO of that company, but he said that he did not have the authority to manage the company."

He's the CEO of the head office; if he doesn't have the power to make decisions, then who does?

Mr. Rong felt that he probably just didn't want to sell it. It has to be said that he has achieved this in just a few years, and he will surely be able to do even better in the near future.

What Mr. Rong didn't know was that Rong Qi had more important things to care about, such as his school courses; otherwise, he would definitely be at a higher level than he is now.

"If he doesn't want to sell, so be it, it's fine." That was the only way Mr. Rong could console himself. He was just a little worried that it might become a formidable competitor in the years to come. It would be difficult to achieve that in the next ten years, but it might be a different story in a decade or so.

Madam Rong leaned against her husband and slowly said, "Perhaps the real power doesn't actually lie with him?"

"What?" The lady's words left him bewildered.

At this point, Rong Qi obediently admitted, "Father, the company you mentioned is one I partnered with."

Mr. Rong immediately stood up: "How come I didn't know about this?"

After saying that, he looked at his wife, his tone tinged with grievance: "Wait, how did you know?"

How come the lady knows things he doesn't? Is Xiao Qi being biased and only telling his mother?

After being together for so many years, how could she not know what her husband was thinking: "Don't overthink it, I just found out myself."