World 2
Lin Qingwan and Shang Shenglang are not the kind of characters often portrayed in TV dramas - the combination of strong forces must be for the sake of profit.
The two families were well matched, and they were childhood sweethearts. They had a good impression of each other, so they got together after they grew up.
They provided Shangfeng with a good environment to grow up in, but they didn't know how to educate him.
Let your parents take care of the child? It's obvious that those two aren't very good at taking care of children. Giving them a passing grade is a compliment.
So, how about hiring a nanny or housekeeper? But since you can only look at a person’s face but not his heart, they don’t know if the other party will be dedicated when the time comes.
The two who finally rejected several proposals looked at each other. One said, "Why don't we just try it as our parents taught us?" The other said, "I think it's okay."
Shangfeng was a precocious child who preferred to hold back any discomfort. His parents, who were new to raising a child, weren't particularly good at it; at best, they could only get him to pass, far from earning a red flower.
Therefore, it is impossible to see that his son looks mature. In fact, he is getting more and more crooked as he grows up, and is about to reach the edge of a cliff.
By the time the two finally realized that the so-called elite education had produced a child with a twisted personality, Shang Feng already had Yang Zheyu by his side who could help him resolve his inner conflicts, so there was no need for them to force him back.
Even if Shang Feng got into trouble, Lin Qingwan would ask if he needed help, but her son would simply say, "It's okay, Yang Zheyu is here."
When Lin Qingwan thought of this, her hand holding the phone began to tremble inexplicably.
So how should she answer this question that her son finally asked her... It doesn't seem right to say it this way. The question should be, how should she answer so as not to hurt the relationship between the father and son?
Shang Feng waited for a long time but received no response, assuming his cell phone signal was bad. He coughed a few times, then walked to the French window with his phone. He asked again, "So, mother, do you think my business skills are comparable to father's?"
"I think you all have your own strengths." Lin Qingwan felt that when she was in college and was distracted in class and called out by the foreign teacher, she was not as cautious as she is now.
Shang Shenglang handed her the freshly ground coffee.
Lin Qingwan looked up at him, tapped the table lightly, and mouthed to him: Look at your good son!
Shang Shenglang didn't understand what was going on, so he pointed at himself. When he saw his lover nod, he pulled out a chair and sat down.
The next second after he sat down, Lin Qingwan turned on the speaker and placed her cell phone on the table - she couldn't be the only one in such a dilemma, and she had to find someone else to cause trouble!
"I think my methods are much better than my father's." Who knew that just as she turned on the speaker, Shang Feng's voice came from the phone, "What did he rely on when he was my age? He relied on my grandfather's connections."
Shang Shenglang looked very calm, and there was nothing unusual about his expression. He didn't look like he had just been verbally stabbed by his son.
That being said, if you have connections, of course you should use them. Wouldn't it be foolish to refuse to use existing resources? Lin Qingwan was about to say this, but suddenly remembered that she seemed to have told her son when he was young, "Boys should be self-reliant and make a name for themselves with their own hands."
She turned her head and looked at Shang Shenglang's hand on the table, wanting to knock but failing to do so. She strangely felt a little guilty.
She patted Shang Shenglang's back gently as a comfort, then turned to ask her son, "...By the way, why did you suddenly think of asking this question?"
Shang Feng over there fell silent.
But it only took a moment or two for him to recalibrate his mindset and confess, "Because he said... every time I do business, I always treat my so-called partners as good people, and only start thinking about how to deal with them when their true colors are exposed."
Lin Qingwan didn't say anything. She had a hunch that her son might have more to say.
One's character can be seen through their chess playing. She and Shang Shenglang had discovered Shang Feng's flaw long ago. However, at the time, they always felt that no matter how much they helped protect their son, he didn't need to learn so much.
Who could have thought that not long after, something like that would happen to Shangfeng's business.
Shang Feng didn't know what his mother was thinking on the other side, so he quickly added, "...He said my methods can't compare to yours."
He never thought that this was a problem. Even if he didn't realize the other party's bad intentions, as long as he made up for it in time, he wouldn't be in trouble.
But what Yang Zheyu said at the banquet really hit him hard and made him doubt himself a little.
Even though he knew that what Yang Zheyu said was true and that he was not unable to catch up with his parents, he still doubted himself.
So after he came back from the banquet, he kept thinking about this matter. He kept thinking about coming to work in the company, and then about the two of them going home from get off work together, and then thinking about the two of them going to work together again.
While driving, he kept thinking, 'I'm really not as good as them' and 'No, why can't I be as good as them'?
It was not until three days later that Shang Feng decided to ask his parents for their opinion.
He didn't want Yang Zheyu to know that he had trouble sleeping that night because of what he said, even though he knew that Yang Zheyu would only comfort him after knowing this.
"You can't say that." Lin Qingwan heard the disappointment in Shang Feng's tone and hurried to comfort him, "How can you say that? He's gone too far."
Shang Feng hesitated for only three seconds: "...No, I think what he said is actually quite right, and what he said is not too excessive."
Shang Shenglang, who had been listening to the conversation between the two silently, opened his mobile phone, wrote a line of words in the memo, and then handed it to Lin Qingwan.
: Give him a little stimulation, just enough to help him correct this bad habit.
What kind of talk is that?! Who would say that about their own son?
Lin Qingwan glared at him and pushed away the phone Shang Shenglang handed her. Then she said, "Well, Xiaoyu, what you said is right. I liked your father because he always had a backup plan. No need to worry about any problems."
Shang Shenglang took a sip of coffee.
He thought of himself a long time ago when Lin Qingwan pulled his ear and asked, "You have so many backup plans, aren't you afraid of going bald one day? Can you tell me what's going on?" He was trying to hypnotize himself with coffee, to convince himself that this was indeed why Lin Qingwan liked him in the first place.
"Look," Lin Qingwan said, "Xiaoyu definitely didn't mean anything else by what he said. He must be saying it for your own good, right?"
"Yeah." Shang Feng responded, "I think so too."
"You're already very good now. If you correct this problem, you will only become more outstanding." Lin Qingwan coaxed, "Xiaoyu will definitely like you more then, right?"
"Yeah!" This time Shang Feng's tone became unusually firm.
"Okay," Lin Qingwan said contentedly after getting the answer she wanted. "How about this, you bring Xiaoyu back every week so we can have a good family reunion."
Yang Zheyu has been by Shangfeng's side all these years, and it's time for her to thank Yang Zheyu.
It's time to ease the relationship between the two sides.
Shang Feng was about to say "yes" when he suddenly remembered Yang Zheyu's intense gaze at the banquet. The "yes" took a turn on his tongue, finally becoming, "Forget it. Not in a hurry. Let's talk about it after I get over this bad habit."
Lin Qingwan never thought that he would refuse.
After Shang Feng and Yang Zheyu got together, they only went home twice.
The first time was when Shang Feng brought Yang Zheyu back to confront them, and the second time was yesterday.
And for the first time, Shang Feng stayed by Yang Zheyu's side all the time, and she had no way to thank this child properly.
She told Shang Feng that she wanted a drink and wanted to get him away, but Shang Feng went to the kitchen and came back and sat down after a while.
Lin Qingwan, who was about to chat with Yang Zheyu about family matters, had no choice but to turn around and ask him: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I asked my father to go," Shang Feng explained to her at the time, "and he said he was happy to do so."
"It's time for our family to get together." Lin Qingwan thought of this and couldn't help but emphasize the word "family" again in a very strong tone. "Don't you agree, Xiaofeng?"
"I think you're right, but let's wait a little longer, Mother." Shang Feng emphasized the phrase 'wait a little longer' in a strong tone. "Thank you for today, Mother. And thank you, Father, even though you didn't say anything at all."
After saying this, Shang Feng said goodbye to both of them and hung up the phone without any reluctance.
Shang Shenglang picked up the coffee cup and took a sip: "This kid is quite sharp."
"Why don't we get together?" Lin Qingwan was still confused. "It just so happens that we solved a problem for them..."
Besides, when Xiaoyu and Shangfeng came for the first time, they were so nervous that they didn't know where to put their hands. A few days ago, when he was going to attend a banquet, he was also very nervous when he looked into her eyes.
Isn’t this a good opportunity to get closer?
"He's jealous." Shang Shenglang's tone was calm.
Lin Qingwan turned to look at him. Her shock at hearing these words was no less than when she saw the always prim Shang Shenglang suddenly pull out a bouquet of flowers from the back seat of the car: "—What did you say?"
- Will her son be jealous?
No, her son can be jealous if he wants to, but why would he be jealous of them?
"If you like someone too much, you'll want your lover's eyes to stay on you all the time," Shang Shenglang said. "But it doesn't matter if you can't convince him. You can talk to Xiaoyu. He's a very sensible kid and he'll be able to convince Shangfeng."
"Indeed, not only was he able to convince them, but he was also able to stop Shang Feng from getting angry with him and even speak for him." Lin Qingwan smiled and sighed, "I always feel that even if he doesn't help them, Shang Feng will find a way to solve this problem."
"Maybe he can do better than us?" Lin Qingwan thought about it.
Shang Shenglang thought about the time when he heard someone slandering Lin Qingwan and saying that their marriage was probably a business one and that there was definitely no love between them.
He also remembered the time when he was scolded by the old man and didn't even know how to finish the scolding. He was so dissatisfied that he didn't accept it.
He took another sip of coffee: "...You're right."
Speaking of this, we have to send some people to keep an eye on Lu Xinian so that this kid can't continue to bother his two sons.
He left so easily back then, and then ran back happily because he owed gambling debts from abroad. Did you think he was dead?
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