Chapter 123 The old man's 10% stake was left to his granddaughter, Yao Yao.
An untimely phone call shattered the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Song Yingxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Xie Siyan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
As I was cursing that blind man, I caught a glimpse of the word 'father' on the screen.
"......."
He was wrong.
"Why didn't you answer Uncle Xie's call?" Song Yingxi reminded him.
Xie Siyan pursed his lips, reached for his phone, and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Dad, what's up?"
Xie Yuan said on the other end of the line, "Your aunt has returned to China. Make time tomorrow night to welcome her back."
"Grandpa, are you talking to Dad?" Little Yuzu's voice interrupted.
Song Yingxi sat up straight instantly, a gentle smile appearing on her face.
"Yes, pomelo."
"Grandpa, now that you're done talking, can I have your phone? Today, the security guard at the kindergarten caught a mouse, and I asked him for it so I could give it to my dad for an experiment."
"Of course you can."
Xie Siyan thought her son was really filial.
They always think of themselves when there are good things.
"Dad, I understand. I will be back on time tomorrow."
Xie Yuan hummed in agreement.
I gave the phone to Xie Zhiyao.
As soon as Xiaoyouzi got the phone, he excitedly told Xie Siyan about the fun things that happened at kindergarten. Today, the cook made pancakes, and he ate two of them. He also secretly hid two more and put them in his pocket to take home.
"You ate the pomelo at kindergarten, why did you bring it back?" Xie Siyan asked patiently.
Little Yuzu held her phone in her little hands, sitting upright with her back straight.
"Because I want to give one to each of my parents."
Xie Siyan felt a surge of tenderness in his heart: "I've finally made it through. Our Youzi has grown up and knows how to be filial to me now."
The little pomelo is pouting so much that it could hold a soy sauce bottle.
"Dad, without me by your side, I don't know how many times you would have burned the house down, hmph."
Xie Siyan looked at Song Yingxi with a guilty conscience.
He tried to make an excuse: "Yuzu, Dad's been too busy with work, so I'm a bit rusty with cooking. But don't you always say my spicy chicken noodles taste pretty good...?"
His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.
Song Yingxi glanced at him and took the phone from him.
"Grapefruit."
As soon as Yuzu heard her mother's voice, her little face immediately lit up with a smile.
"Mom, are you with Dad?"
"Yes."
"Can Mommy promise Yuzu a favor?"
"What's wrong?" Song Yingxi asked her son gently.
"Youzi has been busy with school these days and hasn't been able to take care of Dad. Can Mom temporarily help Youzi take care of Dad for a while?"
Xie Zhiyao gave his grandfather a sly look.
Xie Yuan was amused by his grandson.
Song Yingxi held the phone, unsure how to answer her son. Deep down, she didn't want to refuse him.
But when she faced Xie Siyan, a voice inside her told her not to.
"Mom, how about this, let Dad move back to Oak Bay. You can take care of him across the street." Little Yuzu said cleverly, "Mom, you just need to check from time to time to see if Dad is cooking recklessly again. Yuzu is really worried about Dad, and he often gets distracted at school."
Song Yingxi sent her son to the Xie family when he was young, even though she had no money and had no other choice.
But the guilt she felt towards her son could not be erased.
As the soft, sweet voice of a child entered my ears.
How could Song Yingxi possibly refuse?
"Okay, Mommy promises Yuzu."
Xie Siyan, just like his son, smirked.
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Xie
The conference room doors opened, and a group of people dressed in suits filed out.
As the crowd left.
Only three people remained in the large conference room.
Xie Tingyan sat in a chair with his legs propped up on the table.
She looked up at the middle-aged man sitting opposite her.
He acted so nonchalantly, it was almost like he was provoking the other party.
"Second Uncle, although my grandfather has stepped down from the position of president for many years, his position in the company is still unquestionable. Everyone has to respectfully call him President Xie. Now my eldest uncle has succeeded him as president, which is good, but since ancient times, it has always been the son who listens to the father, not the father who listens to the son. If my grandfather says something wrong, won't my eldest uncle still have to listen to him?"
The man called Second Uncle was in his early fifties, with a fair and handsome appearance, and looked very refined in his suit.
Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he looked at Xie Tingyan through the lens.
He is Xie Zhongguo's cousin's son.
His expression didn't change when he heard Xie Tingyan's words.
"Tingyan, what kind of robber logic is this? Your uncle has already stepped down as president, so why should he still participate in the board's decision-making?"
Xie Tingyan crossed his arms and gave a roguish smile.
"Just because he's your cousin, he's a generation above you. What right do you, as a junior, have to interfere with what your elders say? If Grandpa says he wants to allocate 10% of the company's shares, then he has to allocate them. Is it any of your business?"
The old man left his 10% stake to his beloved granddaughter, Yaoyao.
Xie Zhongguo's idea was simple: to leave his granddaughter enough money to support herself so she could live however she wanted in the future.
You don't need to pay attention to anyone's expression.
Rather than marrying into a wealthy family.
Why not let her granddaughter become a wealthy family herself?
The words were spoken.
Xie Jin's face suddenly flushed red. He knew this kid was a tough nut to crack and wouldn't listen to reason, but he didn't expect him to talk back to him like this.
"Xie Tingyan, no matter what, I am still your cousin. Is this how you talk to your elders?"
Xie Tingyan glanced at him indifferently, not taking it to heart.
"Second Uncle, you know my personality. When I was a kid, my dad broke three vines with them, but he still couldn't subdue me. You know I'm a rock, but you still insist on kicking me without thinking. Aren't you just blind to the situation?"
Xie Jin suddenly stood up, speechless for a long time.
He almost gave me a stroke.
"Alright," Xie Lanzhi, who was sitting to the side, said, "Tingyan, no matter what, you can't talk to your elders like that."
Xie Tingyan shrugged: "Alright, Auntie, I'll listen to you."
Xie Lanzhi snorted at Xie Jin and stormed out of the conference room.
She gave Xie Tingyan a reproachful look.
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The Xie family study.
Xie Zhongguo sat behind his desk.
Looking at her daughter who lives abroad, she pushed open the door and came in.
"Lanzhi, are you tired from flying?"
Although Xie Lanzhi is about sixty years old, she is well-maintained and has a good temperament, so she still looks elegant and noble.
"Dad, are you alright?"
Xie Zhongguo nodded, picked up his teacup, and sipped his tea.
Xie Lanzhi walked to the desk, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Dad, you suddenly want to transfer 10% of the company's shares. Who are you going to leave them to?"
Xie Zhongguo simply lowered his head and sipped his tea without saying a word.
Xie Lanzhi frowned and said, "Dad, it's one thing for you to appoint Ah Shen as president, but you don't want to give him all the company's shares, do you? You've already done enough; any further contributions are beyond what's expected."
“Back then, Ah Shen’s father wanted to seize power, but in the end, he harmed himself, his wife, and his children. If it weren’t for you taking pity on the pair of twins he left behind who were just a month old and adopting them into your own name, Ah Shen would not be alive today.”
Xie Lanzhi was already six years old at the time, long past the age of remembering things.
She witnessed her parents treating Xie Shen as their own son, and even Xie Yuan didn't know that Xie Shen wasn't their biological child.
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