Lu Jin, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, spoke up calmly: "How dare you talk to your mother like that?"
Lu Xici turned and headed for the stairs: "Dad's right, I was rash. Um...you two continue to dream about the bright future, I'll go back to my room and reflect on it for a while?"
"Trying to dream of a girlfriend to appease my mom?"
Shikazu called out to him, "You're already up, why are you going back to sleep? I have something to talk to you about."
Sang Niannian looked at her husband, then at her son: "Alright, you two can talk about serious matters."
I'll go check if Nan Nan and A Ye are up yet; Lao Zhou should be bringing breakfast over soon.
She turned and walked upstairs with light steps, clearly in a good mood.
After her figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Shikazu walked to the island counter in the restaurant, filled a glass with warm water, and handed it to her son who had come over.
Lu Jin: "These next few days, I'll hand over my work to Chen Yi properly. You'll come to the company with me. From now on, I'll be handing over the Nancheng area to you."
Lu Xici's hand, which was holding the water glass, hovered in mid-air as he looked up at Lu Jin.
"Handover? Dad, you're only fifty this year, which is the golden age when an entrepreneur's experience, energy, and network are at their peak."
Many people at this age are just starting out, and you're already planning to give up? No way! I disagree; I have my own things to do.
Lu Jin patted his son on the shoulder: "With Chen Yi here, I believe that my son is so outstanding that he can devote enough energy to managing Nancheng Company."
As a father, I should probably start thinking about gradually stepping back and enjoying life.
Your younger brother is only eight years old this year. He was neglected to some extent when he was little, and now that he has finally become more cheerful and lively, he needs his parents' company.
Your mother and I want to spend more time with him, and also...
Your mother and I focused on our careers in our early years, and later on taking care of the three of you. We always seem to be busy.
Looking back now, I realize I haven't kept many of my promises to her. If I don't take her sightseeing soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk anymore.
Lu Xici, holding a water glass, stood in the bright morning light: "I understand, Dad. I will hand over the reins properly to Uncle Chen."
Although I want to expose you, you two go out several times a year.
But... in this life, as long as you and Mom stay with us, healthy and happy, that's enough.
Shikazu didn't say anything more, but patted his shoulder again, this time with more force.
......
July 12, Beijing International Airport.
The arrival gate was crowded with people, but a small group of people stood out in the crowd.
Sang Xu wore a well-tailored light gray linen casual suit, without a tie, and with one button casually undone at the collar. He stared intently at the gate.
To the left, Sang Yan was wearing a beige silk shirt dress, her face expressionless.
Only the occasional glance at his watch betrayed a subtle hint of anticipation.
Sang Che, standing to the right, had his hands in his pockets, seemingly casual, but his toes were unconsciously pointing towards the passage, his neck stretched out longer than anyone else's, and his eyes swept across the faces of the people coming out like searchlights.
A group of even younger people stood beside the three...
Chi Yanzhou and Shi Xu were talking in hushed tones, but their eyes were also fixed on what was ahead.
He Zhuo was like a hyperactive koala, sometimes clinging to the railing to look around, and sometimes whispering to Gu Wan.
Gu Wan and Wen Qing were each holding a small cherry, who was standing on tiptoe and trying to see.
Gu Qi, Ji Xian, Chi Yi... stood a little further back, without saying a word.
This small group of people, handsome men and beautiful women, with different yet harmonious temperaments, seemed to have their own spotlights even in the crowded arrival gate, attracting frequent glances from passersby.
"Sister, why haven't they come out yet?" Sang Yan muttered softly.
"The flight just landed. Wait a little longer." Sang Xu's voice was calm, but if you looked closely, you could see that his thumb was unconsciously rubbing the side of his index finger with his hand in his pocket.
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