"Of course," Lin Jun said frankly, finishing the red wine in his glass in one gulp.
He admired Lin Ziyan for being able to start from scratch and establish Hairun.
Hairun now has the potential to become a group.
At the same time, he also knew that his aunt had never thought about managing Rongkai; she wanted to establish her own group.
Lin Ziyan: "That's wishful thinking, impossible."
She refused outright; she was already busy enough and didn't want to create trouble for herself.
"Why not? I'm actually looking forward to it." Lin Shaowen appeared behind them at some point.
He hadn't considered this possibility before, but Lin Jun brought it up, and he even started to look forward to it.
What will Rongkai become under Lin Ziyan's management?
Lin Ziyan, "Uncle, aren't you afraid I'll turn Rongkai Group into a Chinese company?"
She joked, her eyes sparkling.
Mr. Yang glanced at Lin Shaowen, his friend seemingly pleased with the outcome.
Are foreign companies relocating to China?
It's incredibly difficult to operate...
Lin Shaowen laughed and said, "Go ahead and do it boldly..."
"No, I was just joking," Lin Ziyan quickly interrupted, afraid that her uncle would take it seriously.
The thought of how complicated it would be to operate made her scalp tingle.
In later years, her father helped one of her great-grandfathers with something, and Lin Ziyan helped organize the data, almost falling out with her father.
Not only was there a lot of information involved, but it also involved foreign laws and other matters. She not only helped with the research, but also had to negotiate with international lawyers. It took five years to transfer the documents back.
At that moment, she had only one thought: she would never help with such complicated matters again.
Lin Shaowen looked at her with a meaningful gaze.
Therefore, she can truly transform Rongkai Group into a Chinese conglomerate.
Lin Shaowen was shocked, but dared not show it on his face.
Mr. Yang watched the commotion from the sidelines, assuming that Lin Ziyan was genuinely joking.
Lin Jun said, "Aunt, please help me. I don't want to fight this battle alone."
He was certain that Lin Ziyan really had a way, and had even succeeded in doing so before.
Lin Ziyan pretended not to hear and silently lowered her head to drink.
Throughout the entire banquet, Lin Jun kept pestering her, but she didn't give in.
Lin Shaowen remained calm and continued chatting with Mr. Yang.
His secretary called him last night to say that his adopted son would arrive in Fuzhou tonight.
Lin Shaowen made up his mind and became even more determined to retire in the country.
He guessed about 80% of what the adopted son and his wife were thinking, but he couldn't be bothered to think about the other 20%.
After returning to Fuzhou, he felt relaxed and his worries had lessened considerably.
At the same time, he plans to invest more funds in Tengyun Technology.
He had already written Lin Jun's share into his will.
As for Lin Jun's parents, they didn't expect to receive a single penny; they donated everything else to the country.
At this moment,
Lin Jun's parents, Lin Kun and Song Dan, checked into a hotel in Fuzhou.
The two looked exhausted, but they still found fault with the hotel.
“We could have stayed at a hotel near the port, why did we have to stay in such a dilapidated place?” Song Dan complained.
She was wearing a designer suit and looked at the hotel's decor with disdain.
She placed her suitcase on the sofa, opened it, and took out her silk pajamas to prepare for a shower.
"The newly opened hotel at the port must be hosting a banquet today," Lin Kun said calmly, sitting on the edge of the bed with a gloomy look in his eyes.
He wouldn't have known the old man had such thoughts if he hadn't heard about it from a friend.
Handing Rongkai over to an outsider? Dream on.
Rongkai Group belongs to his son; no one can take it away from him.
Lin Kun admitted that he lacked business acumen, so he chose to focus on his area of expertise.
Find a good excuse to leave your son with the old man for education.
His son lived up to his father's expectations, learning his business acumen and rising through the ranks after joining the group.
Lin Kun thought that Rongkai Group would belong to his son in the future, but unexpectedly, a niece appeared out of nowhere.
"Alright, then we'll make do for one night and stay at the new hotel tomorrow." Song Dan pouted, put her pajamas on the sofa, and sat down next to him.
"Is the old man getting senile? Ah Jun is so outstanding, why would he want to hand Rong Kai over to an outsider?"
Lin Kun shook his head, but he knew in his heart that he was not close to his adoptive father at all, and they were not related by blood.
If you think about it carefully, they can be considered outsiders.
According to Chinese tradition, only those with blood ties are considered legitimate heirs.
However, he wouldn't tell Song Dan much about these things, because she wouldn't understand anyway.
Song Dan: "I don't care, Rongkai Group must belong to my son, otherwise my family will have to take action..."
Her expression was gloomy, and her hands were clenched into fists.
Lin Kun patted the back of her hand to comfort her.
They shared the same idea; otherwise, they wouldn't have abandoned their research projects to come to China.
Lin Kun thought that he had to persuade the old man to return to Germany to retire, otherwise his son couldn't control the board of directors of Rongkai Group.
"Tomorrow I'll go meet your cousin who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and see what she's really made of to bewitch the old man." Song Dan smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Lin Kun nodded, a hint of unease flashing in his eyes.
At that moment, Lin Ziyan was sitting in the passenger seat sobering up and was unaware that Lin Jun's parents were discussing her.
"Someone must be talking about me. My ears are burning up." Lin Ziyan pinched the bridge of her nose.
The chubby girl started the car and laughed, "Is it because we've been drinking?"
Lin Jun and Lin Shaowen, sitting in the back seat, exchanged a knowing glance.
Who's talking about her? They all know perfectly well.
Lin Ziyan drank half a glass of warm water, and the effects of the alcohol subsided by half. "Maybe."
"But why do you look so happy?"
Fatty: "Professor Shen and his team are coming back. They've discovered saline rivers in the west, and their original plan might be realized."
Lin Ziyan remained calm, showing no surprise.
A lot of research and data is still needed to truly enable seafood farming; it's too early to be excited.
“They were so excited on the phone that they were talking incoherently…” the chubby girl continued.
Lin Shaowen closed his eyes to rest, but overheard their conversation and found it unbelievable.
Aquaculture in western China? Is it really feasible?
Lin Jun looked out the window, worried about what would happen tomorrow.
He understood his parents' thoughts; their potential first meeting tomorrow might end badly.
Lin Jun felt helpless and resigned.
The boundless night enveloped the village, and the streetlights went out.
After the car stopped, they got out one after another.
Lin Jun wanted to help her grandfather, but he refused.
"I'm not so weak that I need someone to help me." Lin Shaowen straightened his back, not even taking a cane, and walked slowly along the dirt path in the village.
He prefers dirt roads to cement roads.
The wildflowers on both sides exuded a delicate fragrance, which mingled with the scent of the earth, creating a rustic atmosphere that brought him peace of mind.
Lin Ziyan followed behind him, walking home under the moonlight.
“Aunt, please think carefully about tonight’s proposal…” Lin Jun hurriedly followed up, repeating to her again.
The chubby girl looked at him suspiciously.
"Give up on that idea as soon as possible," Lin Ziyan refused, quickening her pace.
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