Chen Fang was speechless: "Mom, let's talk about something else."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yue'e said, "Alright, let's talk about something else. Chen Lan wants to borrow 50 million yuan from me again. She really knows how to ask for money."
Shen Fang narrowed his eyes upon hearing this: "What does she need so much money for?"
Liu Yue'e took a sip of tea: "She says it's for cash flow, but I suspect she has ulterior motives. Son, be careful, I'm afraid she'll donate the money and run away."
Shen Fang calmly said, "I'm not worried about her having ulterior motives. We have the controlling stake. If she leaves us, she'll have to go out and make her own way. We can't give her 50 million. I'll meet with her after I go back to Beijing and see what she's planning to do."
Liu Yue'e looked at the nonchalant Shen Fang and patted his head.
“Son, your father is a scholar and not good at business. The family still needs me, the woman, to support it. You have always been decisive since you were little, but you still need to be more cautious. It's not good to be too fast.”
Shen Fang looked up at the window and said, "Mom, the great era is about to begin. There are opportunities everywhere now, and I'm already moving very slowly."
Liu Yue'e: "Whatever you do, son, I will support you. Home will always be your haven. Don't overwork yourself."
Shen Fang chuckled easily: "How could I be tired? My love for making money will never tire me. By the way, Mom, did you forget to add sugar to the soup? Why is it bitter? And why is there a core in this pear? And why is there ginseng in it???"
Upon hearing this, Liu Yue'e tasted the pear syrup and said, "It really is! I remember adding it."
Chen Fang smiled and said, "It's okay, Mom. I can drink it no matter how bad it tastes. But if possible, please don't make it next time. Just let Auntie do it. To be honest, although I'm very touched that you made soup for me, you haven't cooked in all these years. If you can't cook, please don't. It's shameful to waste food."
Liu Yue'e looked at Shen Fang with displeasure: "Is Mom's cooking really that bad?"
Shen Fang nodded: "It is indeed very bad. Even the kids do it better than you."
Liu Yue'e's face fell: "Fine, don't drink it then. I worked so hard to make a big pot. If you don't drink it, give it to your dad. He loves my soup the most."
Chen Fang: "Then give it to my dad to drink."
Dad... thank you so much, son!!!
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