The old man was helpless, but there was nothing he could do, after all, they were his own grandson and granddaughter's wife.
"Hey, don't make it too fancy, I don't really like that kind of thing!"
By the way, I don't think I'll get one of those silver-haired looks like those characters in TV dramas. I don't think I need to do that with my white hair!
And those tailcoats that are so tight around the neck, and those bow ties... forget about them, they look a bit too over-the-top.
The old man had only looked at a few stills from the show, but he felt that this CEO role wasn't really suitable for him.
Watching Xiaoshan leave the room with a look of excitement on her face, he felt an ominous premonition rising in his heart.
Lu Yuan looked at the old man with a smile on his face, his expression full of anticipation.
The old man glared at Lu Yuan and pointed at him.
"You brat, look what you've done! You've ruined all my good reputation."
"Haha, Grandpa, it's alright, don't worry. I know Xiaoshan will know what she's doing and won't make things too fancy for you. Don't you trust me more than her?"
The old man rubbed his chin and sat down on the sofa.
"I'm actually a little looking forward to it. I wonder what kind of image Xiaoshan will create for me. But I hope it won't be too flamboyant. I actually prefer a more low-key look. But are you really sure I can do it? I'm already this old."
Lu Yuan laughed heartily.
"It's okay, everyone's trying it out. But Xiaoshan's taste is so much better than mine. We're not even the same type. I still prefer the ordinary kind, while Xiaoshan is more interested in those big CEOs and domineering CEOs."
The two talked for a while, and soon footsteps could be heard outside.
Xiao Shan brought someone over with a beaming smile.
This girl is Kong Hanting, the secretary who is often with Xiaoshan.
"Kong girl is here too."
Kong Hanting smiled sweetly, first greeting Lu Yuan, then smiling at the old man, and then placing a large pile of things on the table.
"Mr. Lu, we are about to begin. Would you please excuse us for a moment?"
Lu Yuan pointed to himself.
"Do I need to leave too? I can just watch from the sidelines!"
Xiao Shan, however, looked unwilling and pushed Lu Yuan outside.
"Leave this to us, Grandpa, don't worry about things here. Go on your way!"
Lu Yuan had no choice but to leave the room.
Watching the two girls smiling broadly as they began to cut and dye the old man's hair, and then select various clothes for him to wear, Lu Yuan shook his head helplessly and went to the next office to look at the report.
After an unknown amount of time, a satisfied clicking sound finally came from next door.
Lu Yuan knew it was about time, and just then, the old man's voice came from next door.
"Wow, that's really great! I didn't expect it to give off such a Shanghai gangster vibe!"
Haha, this really fits the aesthetic of my generation! Back then, that image of Mark Gor (Chow Yun-fat) stayed with me for a very, very long time!
Lu Yuan immediately recalled that when the old man was young, he often used terms like "God of Gamblers" and "Little Ma".
When I was young, I always described myself as "Little Ma" from Qingshui City.
However, these boastful remarks were mostly met with ridicule from his family.
In the end, the old man just gave them a cold laugh, indicating that he didn't understand aesthetics.
Lu Yuan got up and opened the door.
Through the window, I could see the old man wearing a black overcoat and a baseball cap.
He was carrying a cane, and his hair was combed so neatly and shiny.
The black sunglasses concealed his kind features, adding a touch of coldness to his face.
Seeing the old man like this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Hey, I really didn't expect you guys to come up with something like this for the old man. I thought it would be like in the TV dramas, where they give the old man an extravagant outfit!"
Xiao Shan shook her head confidently.
"Of course not. How could a character in that kind of story be worthy of our grandfather's demeanor?"
If that oversized, tycoon look from an idol drama were actually applied to the old man, everyone would burst out laughing before he even left the house. How could they possibly carry on with their work then?!
Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction upon seeing the old man's attire.
"Great! In that case, our conference can proceed smoothly!"
The old man also kept ordering.
"Hmm, this image suits me quite well. By the way, don't take this outfit off yet. I need to go home and let your grandma see it first! Who isn't a Little Ma now, humph!"
After saying that, the old man tossed the scarf around his neck back, the cigarette dangling from his mouth, and slowly left the office.
Seeing the old man's expression, the three people in the room couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Two days later, the general meeting was officially held.
In fact, Lu Yuan had not planned to hold this conference.
However, in order to gain more gratitude points, he had to bring this matter up.
Let everyone know that they gave up the CEO position for their jobs.
Moreover, I will be the head of the R&D department at Yuanfang Company in the future, and I will be in charge of everyone's food.
So whether they can get enough to eat depends on Lu Yuan's mood. Lu Yuan also plans to send them a signal that from now on, it will be impossible to eat alone. If they want to get food, they have to give something in return.
The old man got out of the car dressed in all black.
The car was transported from the ship by land, judging from the old man's exaggerated manner.
Lu Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh while sitting on the stage, but he tried his best to cover his mouth and nose to avoid embarrassment.
He glanced around at the people and noticed that everyone seemed to have the same expression.
Lu Yuan felt somewhat helpless upon seeing this; the old man could have come directly over.
However, adding a car to drive around this area of less than 100,000 square meters is really going too far.
However, the old man's subsequent behavior was quite fair.
He gently took off his baseball cap, straightened the scarf around his neck, and sat down in the center of the stage, leaning on his cane.
A calm, expressionless face leaned back in the chair, and instantly all the laughter in the room stopped.
The entire scene became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Everyone's here, let's begin!"
The old man's voice carried a powerful pressure as he addressed the crowd.
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