Sure enough, three days after Zong Ze went to the steamed bun shop, he contacted Zong Jiayu again.

“If you go home this afternoon and accompany me to meet a few people, I will give you your grandfather’s other belongings.”

Even Jiang Xiaoli wanted to applaud him for this move.

Zong Jiayu returned home filled with anger, and sure enough, Zong Ze had his grandfather's belongings in his hands, including two of his grandfather's diaries and a letter he wrote to Zong Jiayu.

He suppressed his resentment and followed Zong Ze to the restaurant.

Before entering the private room, Zong Ze patted the briefcase under his arm and said, "Be good later, and I'll give you your grandfather's things after dinner."

The moment Zong Jia entered the private room with a stern face, he smiled, and this time the smile was very genuine.

Sitting next to the head of the table, Zhou Bangcai realized that the child his cousin had been wanting to see was indeed the one he knew.

He smiled and was about to speak when he saw Zong Jiayu shake his head slightly at him.

Although Zhou Bangcai was puzzled, he pretended to be meeting him for the first time.

Zong Ze introduced him to the people present, "Hehe, this is my son, Zong Jiayu. I apologize to all the leaders, this child was delayed by something and is late."

The man sitting in the main seat smiled and waved his hand, "It's alright, it's alright. The child must have a lot of gatherings lately, so it's good that he's willing to have dinner with us adults."

During the meal, Zong Jia chatted happily with Zhou Tianbo and other leaders who were accompanying Zong Ze, which made Zong Ze very happy.

After the meal, Zong Ze saw the leaders off to their cars and patted Zong Jiayu on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"That's right! I'm your father! Wouldn't it be good for you if I got better?"

Zong Jia stepped aside and said, "Give me the things."

Zong Ze opened his briefcase and handed him two notebooks and several letters.

"You should always look forward. There's no point in dwelling on the past. Take it; I have no use for it."

Zong Jia took the item, opened it, and examined it, confirming that it was indeed his grandfather's handwriting.

He nodded, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Then I wish you continued success and all your wishes come true."

After saying that, he left the restaurant directly.

Zong Jia walked to the side of the road to flag down a car, when suddenly a Mercedes-Benz W14 stopped in front of him.

As he was wondering, the window of the Mercedes-Benz rolled down, and Zhou Bangcai, sitting in the back seat, said to him, "Xiao Zong, get in the car."

Zong Jia and Xiao Xiao got into the car. "Uncle Zhou, I really didn't expect to see you here today."

Zhou Bangcai looked at him with a smile, "When I saw you last time, I felt that you and Xiaoli were both extraordinary. I never expected that you would be the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination this year! You're truly remarkable!"

Zong Jia said modestly, "Uncle Zhou, I'm a repeat student. I studied for an extra year, so it's only right that I did better on the exam."

Zhou Bangcai realized there must be something he didn't know, so he asked, "I wanted to greet you at dinner, but why did you shake your head at me?"

Zong Jiayu thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle Zhou, what is your relationship with that Leader Zhou?"

"He's my cousin, so what?"

Zong Jia smiled sincerely, "I am very grateful for his appreciation. I would like to ask you to pass on a message for me: I am me, and my father is my father."

Zhou Bangcai was taken aback. He asked, somewhat uncertainly, "It sounds like your relationship with your father is a bit strained?"

"Yes." He made no attempt to hide it. "I only agreed to attend the banquet today because Zong Ze used my grandfather's belongings as bait."

Zhou Bangcai tapped his fingers lightly on the seat a few times. He didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, I'll pass your message on to my cousin exactly as it is. Are you sure you want to do that?"

Zong Jia smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, I think Leader Zhou prefers people who get promoted based on their own abilities, don't you think?"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Bangcai burst into laughter. "Yes, yes, that's it!"

The two chatted for a few more minutes before Zong Jia got out of the car.

When he got home, he carefully opened and read the letter his grandfather had given him.

【Ayu, I am your grandfather.】

By the time you see this letter, I should already be gone.

I feel gratified whenever I think about how you've grown from a tiny little kid into a smart young man.

You are smart, resilient, and have strong execution skills. I believe you will be able to accomplish anything you set your mind to in the future.

When you grow up and are able to do something, leave home. Grandpa hopes you can have a wider world to explore.

My dear Ayu, you must be healthy, happy, and blessed.

Take good care of yourself, and Grandpa will protect you.

Love, Grandpa.

A tear fell, and the two characters "A-Yu" on the letter became somewhat blurred.

Zong Jiayu quickly wiped away his tears with a tissue. He calmed himself down and read through the other letters and his grandfather's diary.

In the final moments of my grandfather's life, I was filled with reluctance and longing for him.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. He casually wiped away the tears that hadn't yet fallen from the corner of his eye and opened the door.

Jiang Xiaoli was at a loss when she saw Zong Jiayu with red eyes.

She lowered her voice, "I thought you should be back by now after you finished entertaining him. What's wrong with you?"

Zong Jiayu welcomed her in, saying, "It's alright, I got Grandpa's things."

Jiang Xiaoli saw the letter and notebook on the table and understood.

She thought for a moment, then turned around and extended her little finger to Zong Jiayu, "Zong Jiayu, I will always be with you, let's pinky swear!"

Zong Jia looked down into the girl's bright eyes, his expression earnest and sincere.

He turned his head and chuckled softly, then reached out and hooked his little finger with hers.

"Okay, let's pinky swear."

Seeing him smile, Jiang Xiaoli leaned closer and asked, "Is your dad's situation easy to resolve?"

She knew that even if Zong Jiayu compromised and accompanied Zong Ze to social events, she wouldn't let him get what he wanted.

Zong Jia nodded. "It's a coincidence. Uncle Zhou was with us today. Zong Ze's boss is his cousin. I've already spoken to Uncle Zhou."

Jiang Xiaoli chuckled softly, "He's really 'lucky'."

“Yes.” Zong Jia carefully tidied up the things on the table. “This is what he deserves.”

For Grandpa to be so worried about who would take care of him after he passed away, and even about his own safety, one wonders how many "good deeds" Yang Xin and Zong Ze must have done in the meantime.

It's time for them to face the consequences.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaoli asked, "Zong Jiayu, has your dividend arrived yet?"

Zong Jiayu smiled and nodded, "It arrived last Friday."

This time, Jiang Xiaoli reviewed the funds of the two food factories, set aside enough funds, and set aside 200 million yuan for dividends.

Zong Jia received the 20% bonus promised by Jiang Xiaoli before the start of university.

She nodded. "It's good that the money has arrived. The dividends for the second half of the year will be transferred to you at the end of the year."

"Then I'll thank you in advance, Mr. Jiang." He thought for a moment, "Um... what do you plan to do about Uncle Wei's suggestion?"