Ah Yuan huffed and puffed as he climbed up to the window, just in time to see his father's group of bodyguards push open the door and gather in the study, their hands gripping the windowsill and swaying back and forth. Ah Yuan wondered: What's going on?
The two older brothers were so scared that they huddled together like little mice, trembling with fear.
Ah Yuan's father also looked very angry, and Ah Yuan had never seen him like that before.
He was standing with his back to his two older brothers in front of the cabinet where his strange medicines were kept, but suddenly turned around: "Tell me, what exactly happened? Why didn't you leave? You've already received your graduation certificates, where are your things?"
Nie Jiajun gave an awkward smile and said, "Uncle, let me explain."
Nie Zhao immediately retorted, "I don't want to hear any excuses."
Nie Jiayu immediately shut up. He wanted to argue, but his uncle didn't want to listen, so he let it go.
Bosses don't care about the process, they only care about the result. Nie Zhao donated so much money to their school, and he didn't want anything else but a graduation certificate. If the two of them couldn't get one, then they had a problem with their attitude towards learning.
If you have a problem with your attitude towards learning, how can you talk about anything else?
Nie Jiajun was a bit more cunning. His eyes darted around, and he said, "But Uncle, my new research topic is the application of professional systems in large enterprises, hospitals, and social medical organizations under electronic information technology. As you know, while organizations like the FBI, the Federal Police Investigation Bureau, and the Hong Kong Police Department are all fully electronically digitized, this is still a blank slate in mainland China. And compared to Western software development companies, we clearly have a greater advantage..."
Nie Zhao remained silent for a moment. After all, Nie Jiajun had gone to the United States, a country at the forefront of science and technology, and would always bring some new information.
But Wade has been leading people to select companies and make targeted investments for a long time, so it's nothing new.
Nie Zhao understood: "That means I've been held back a year again and won't be able to graduate this year."
Then Ram said in English, "Go help him pack his things, then go back with him. You can also take a vacation while you're at it."
Ram stepped forward and grabbed Nie Jiajun's arm: "Yes."
With only half a month left until the comeback, Nie Jiajun has already bribed his mentor—oh no, he's already taken leave. Is it really necessary?
Nie Zhao looked at Nie Jiayu again and saw him biting his lip and remaining silent. His voice softened slightly: "And you?"
This guy is actually quite impressive, because Hong Kong filmmakers are currently trying to use special effects to make various kung fu movies, and if they were to commission a Western company to do it, the price would frighten Nie Zhao.
Nie Jiayu made a motion breakdown video of a 3D model for his younger sister, which was uploaded to the internet and has been viewed over ten million times. If he graduates and is willing to continue, Nie Zhao will give him special money to try making special effects.
But Nie Jiayu wasn't as clever as his brother; he was rather simple-minded and said, "Me? I'm fine."
Nie Zhao gave him face and said, "Bring me your computer so I can see your homework that the teachers praised."
Although Nie Jiayu was too lazy to go to school, his homework was often praised by his teacher.
Because they lived nearby, Nie Zhao had acquaintances at his school who knew that he was doing well in his studies.
But as long as his uncle looks at his homework, he can stay, just like having a long vacation and having some fun.
But Nie Jiayu actually said, "No, that's my privacy."
Nie Zhao frowned: "What did you say?"
Then Song Yuanchao said, "Go upstairs and bring me his computer."
He was an old-fashioned patriarch who didn't care about privacy and even suspected that Nie Jiayu might be going astray.
He always knew that this guy liked to create little viruses and mess with other people's computers.
He has a perfectly good academic career to pursue, but he spends all his time making viruses. Is he crazy?
But just as Song Yuanchao was about to leave, Nie Jiayu grabbed him, saying, "That's my privacy. I said no, and that means no."
This is just being ungrateful. Nie Zhao only paid attention to the brothers because he was giving them face. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more fun to listen to A Yuan tell stories about what happened in kindergarten, or to accompany him swimming and bathing while telling stories? Why should they be angry like this?
Song Yuanchao wanted to persuade Nie Jiayu, but Nie Zhao immediately said, "You, personally take him to school."
This is outrageous! Anyone who doesn't listen to me is out of here and has to go back to school.
Song Yuanchao was still winking, signaling Nie Jiayu to let go so he could get the computer and deal with it. What was the big deal?
But Nie Jiayu wasn't unwilling, nor was he stubborn. Rather, he liked making vector animations, and recently he had gone a bit astray. Whenever he turned on his laptop, it would display anime-style two-dimensional beautiful girls.
Moreover, he doesn't care about the poses and styles of the beautiful girls, but he would feel embarrassed if his uncle and Song Yuanchao saw them. As a first-generation anime and manga enthusiast, why would he be afraid of being ridiculed by mainstream opinion?
But there was no room for leniency; he was to be sent abroad and back to school.
There was a time when going abroad was considered safe, and returning to Hong Kong felt like being in a birdcage, so the brothers loved to travel abroad.
But now Hong Kong means safety; it would be worse to go abroad, especially at this critical juncture.
When Nie Jiayu came out, he was greeted by a cheerful Ram, a dejected Nie Jiajun, and Nie Han, who was watching the commotion.
He had no idea what went wrong. Well, his good days were over.
The younger uncle could also tell that there was no room for compromise, so he left the study, still with bodyguards, and went straight into the kitchen.
Jackfruit that smells like stinky feet? How could Ah Kuan dare to eat it? Uncle Ming recommended it, saying he was a reliable person.
Upon entering the kitchen, Boss Nie sniffed around with his most discerning nose, just like a dog. Of course, he didn't detect any strange smells. There was no kitchen in all of Hong Kong that was more spacious, brighter, or cleaner than this one.
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