“Come on, let’s all go out and ask around. Which family in the production team split up like you? When it came to dividing the money, you didn’t mention me at all, but when it comes to retirement, you keep talking about me. Are you afraid that I’ll live a better life than you?”
"Boss... Boss, you're the eldest brother, I..."
"Don't speak. We both know what you're thinking. Let's not talk nonsense. I'll put my words here: we can separate the family. I don't need the money, but don't come to me for retirement. And don't come to me if anything happens to you in the future. I'm not a sucker."
[Exactly, that idiot wouldn't be my dad.]
[Every sentence avoids mentioning money, every point revolves around the pitfalls, every action eschews benefits, every action relies on my father's influence, and every word exudes a grand vision.]
[Dad, your dad is really cruel to you!]
With a clap of her hands, Li Yiyi wanted to comfort her eldest brother.
It was quite awkward when someone ignored their own height and slapped Mr. Li on the calf.
Li Yi patted him casually, then tilted her head back and smiled.
Dad, I'm brushing the dust off you. See how good I am?
"No way, eldest son, you're my son. How can you not take care of your mother and me in our old age? Aren't you afraid people will talk behind your back?"
Old Li doesn't care about his parents' future, and he doesn't even care about his and Old Lady Li's future. That's absolutely unacceptable.
“If you’re not afraid, why should I be? I’ll put my mind to it here: if you want to split up the family, then agree. If you don’t agree, then we won’t split up the family. Anyway, I think it’s the same whether we split up or not.”
Yesterday I wanted to separate the family property, but you wouldn't allow it; today you want to separate again, and I'll make sure you can't afford to associate with me.
That's exactly what Boss Li was thinking.
Why should Old Man Li and Old Woman Li have to agree to whatever they want? He didn't build the road; what can he do if he doesn't allow it?
Dad, you're amazing.
[That's how it is. When we wanted to separate, you didn't want to; now that we don't want to separate, you suddenly want to.]
[Still dreaming of making money without any investment? Keep dreaming!]
The main theme was comfort and relaxation. Boss Li sat lazily, Li Yi nestled in his arms, and Jiang Yuting smiled faintly beside him.
The family of three was enjoying themselves, but Old Man Li was furious.
On one side is Boss Li, a money-grubbing tycoon, but also a tiger with teeth.
On one side is Li Laosi, his beloved son and his future; all he can do is support him and not hold him back.
Now that they have to choose between the two, Old Man Li and Old Woman Li are in a dilemma.
Li Lao Er and Li Lao San were just watching the show; of course, what they secretly hoped for was a division of the family property.
Separating the family property and not separating are two completely different things. Take Zhao Dahua for example, after separating the family property, even though Old Man Li and Old Woman Li live with them, Zhao Dahua is the one in charge, not Old Woman Li anymore.
How to do it, how to do it, it's all up to Zhao Dahua's word.
The third wife's situation was similar; they were distressed by losing their jobs, but Li Fuyi was still there, and they still had a chance to turn things around, as long as Old Lady Li didn't come for surprise inspections every now and then.
Furthermore, Li Fuyi told them that Li Yiyi's energy field clashed with hers, and that she would be affected wherever Li Yiyi was.
After careful consideration, Li Laosan and Wang Yiting were able to hold back despite losing several hundred yuan and quietly wait for the division of the family property.
It's impossible for them not to separate.
[A family with hundreds of schemes.]
"Dad, we've become their target."
I can't stand how leisurely Li Lao Er and Li Lao San are.
Li Laoda restrained his daughter's restless hands, though he couldn't stand it, but dividing the family property was a more important matter.
Once the family separates, they're no longer one family. I'm not worried about who gets the sewing machine; it might affect them. I can go all out and mess with people from now on.
Endure your anger now, and you'll enjoy peace and tranquility later.
How come my daughter can't even do this simple math? Oh no, I'm starting to worry about how she'll handle math in the future!
Please don't let it be a single digit!
"Boss, let's redistribute the money. I didn't think things through earlier and didn't consider your feelings."
After much deliberation, Old Man Li was unwilling to give up either side, and finally chose to use money.
"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn to speak."
Under Old Man Li's murderous gaze, Boss Li uttered words that were meant to kill and destroy his spirit.
"I don't want the money, and I don't want to support you in your old age. I'll say it again: if you want to separate the family, here are the conditions."
She didn't even raise him when he was young, and she's already planning to rely on him for her old age. How wishful thinking! Even a sunflower's smile isn't as beautiful as his.
Yes, we don't want money, and we don't need retirement funds.
We want to see you live a life of misery, only then can we be worthy of my father's unparalleled wisdom.
Praise gently, praise gently.
After being praised by his daughter, Li felt like he was floating on air.
He was incredibly wise and brilliant; his image in his daughter's heart was so lofty and noble—he was no longer the sucker he used to be.
"no."
Without even thinking, Old Man Li refused.
"Oh, whatever you want."
The matter was settled, and the stalemate continued. Old Man Li tried to reason with them, while Boss Li insisted on a quick approach.
With his ears covered, his eyes held a hint of innocence.
Don't tell me, I can't hear anything.
Old Man Li was frantic, pacing back and forth. Old Woman Li wanted nothing more than to rush forward and beat Old Man Li to death with her own hands, but with Li Fumin and the Party Secretary present, neither of them could bring themselves to do it.
[Dad, you look like a spoiled, dramatic wife!]
I won't listen, I won't listen, I just won't listen.
The description was apt, and the language was vivid and expressive. Even Li Laoda could feel Jiang Yuting's body trembling as she suppressed a laugh.
He, a grown man, was described by his daughter as a spoiled, demanding little wife.
A chill ran down his spine, causing Old Man Li to quickly lower his hand. Before Old Man Li could even speak, he issued his final ultimatum.
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