Pfft, that's right, this did happen frequently in the following days.

Several bigwigs who had dominated the business world for decades were almost in tears.

As is customary internationally, Ye Lao Er continued introducing his grand-nephew:

"This is Old Shu, you should call him Grandpa Shu. Your second grandpa is telling you, the biggest amusement park in the capital belongs to your Grandpa Shu's family, so you know what to do."

The biggest amusement park?

These words penetrated directly into the depths of the villain's mind.

The little guy quickly slid off his great-uncle's lap and pounced straight towards Old Shu:

"Hello Grandpa Shu, let Tuanzi help Grandpa Shu rub."

Yes, Grandpa Shu just fell off the sofa, he must be in pain.

Before Lao Shu could even respond, the little figure pounced on him and began massaging his wrists, gently blowing on them while softly asking questions from time to time.

"Grandpa Shu, is this okay? Isn't Tuanzi being too forceful?"

Forehead?

This little guy... is he really this obsequious?

Master Wei and Master Pei are feeling very sour right now, like two lemon spirits.

Old Shu's family owns an amusement park, and the Wei family also has several toy factories overseas.

The Pei family was among the first in the empire to operate a food factory. As early as the Qing Dynasty, the pastries produced by the Pei family were used by the imperial court.

The little person was soft and yielding, with no strength whatsoever, yet Old Shu still looked like he was thoroughly enjoying it:

"Okay, that's perfect, it feels so good."

No one present would believe it wasn't intentional!

You deserve a beating!

This is the only thought in the minds of Master Wei, Master Pei, and Master Ye right now.

Then, without any further discussion, the group took action.

The little man was picked up and carried back into Ye Lao Er's arms, while Lao Shu was held on either side by Lao Wei and Lao Pei and pressed down onto the sofa.

"Holy crap, are you guys trying to murder me?" Old Shu cried out in grievance.

No one responded, so Old Shu continued shouting:

"Stop, stop, stop, can you let go first?"

Damn it, I didn't say that myself, it was clearly Ye Lao Er who said it, so why am I the one suffering?

Ha, no one else has any objections, but who can blame them when such a well-behaved and beloved little person takes the initiative to give you, Old Shu, a massage?

Only the very old lemons (a metaphor for those who are overly attached to lemons) would find it unbearable.

The little guy glanced guiltily at the grandfathers over there, then looked at Ye Lao Er:

"Grandpa Ye the Second?"

"It's okay, don't worry. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

The little figure's eyes darted to the colorful items displayed in the cabinet to the side, which shimmered under the light.

Ye Lao Er followed the gaze, his expression faltering, and shook his head:

"No, that won't do, it's full of alcohol!"

But the little guy really took a liking to the things in there. They were all so shiny, and all kids love sparkly things.

"want!"

If the little guy were facing his dad and his mom, he basically wouldn't want to have another child.

But this time he's facing Ye Lao Er, so he'll definitely stick to his guns.

"No, no, I want something else."

If you drink this, you'll be the one who suffers the consequences.

Ye Lao Er didn't consider himself stupid.

However, Ye Lao Er still didn't realize how deep his nephew's schemes were. At this moment, the little man smiled slyly and suddenly whispered in Ye Lao Er's ear:

"Second Grandpa, this is all Tuanzi wants. Don't worry, Second Grandpa, Tuanzi won't tell Dad and Mom. Second Grandpa, take these things home and keep them for Tuanzi."

Hmm, so you still need Ye Lao Er to help you hide it?