Afterwards, his gaze toward Xiao Cheng became somewhat sharper, "Xiao Cheng, the matter of the Qi family’s eldest son being reported for inflating production values a few days ago, was that your doing?"
"Grandpa, it was me, but I didn’t do it out of spite. I had solid evidence," Yu Cheng admitted frankly upon hearing Elder Yu’s question.
Seeing his grandson’s forthrightness, Elder Yu’s eyes softened, and he patted his grandson’s shoulder, "Well done. The Qi family indeed deserved to be taken to task over inflating their production values," he said.
After praising Yu Cheng, Elder Yu picked up the telephone on the desk and dialed.
The phone was quickly answered. After Elder Yu introduced himself, Old Master Qi soon came to the phone.
"Elder Yu, is there any good news?"
"Old Qi, it’s bad news. The matter of your eldest’s promotion must be put on hold for now," Elder Yu said in a tone neither cold nor warm.
On hearing this, Old Master Qi immediately became anxious. What was going on? This matter had already been set in stone, so why was it now being put on hold?
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He cautiously inquired, "Elder Yu, we’ve been friends for many years. Could you perhaps tell me what the problem is?"
"Old Qi, ’cultivate oneself, put one’s family in order, govern the state, and then lead the world to peace.’ You may have cultivated yourself well, but you’ve failed to manage your household properly. Take the time to properly discipline your offspring, or they will bring you disaster sooner or later," Elder Yu said and without waiting for the other party to press further, hung up the phone.
Holding the phone, Old Master Qi pondered the words Elder Yu had just spoken, his expression changing uncertainly.
After calling Old Master Qi, Yu Cheng figured there was nothing else to do, so he also left the study.
After thinking it over, he called Jiang Mianmian, "Little Lamb, what are you doing?"
"I’m watching TV. Brother Yu, have you found those books for me?" Jiang Mianmian asked with concern.
Yu Cheng, remembering his conversation with Elder Yu and fearing Jiang Mianmian might mind, pre-emptively informed her, "Mianmian, I’m calling you to talk about this. My grandpa found out about me looking for books for you. He knows you’re researching solar charging and is very supportive of your decision; he said he would find the books for you."
"Oh, it’s about that, it’s okay. Brother Yu, let Grandpa Yu know, it’s not a big deal," Jiang Mianmian said, scratching her head, somewhat embarrassed.
She wasn’t bothered by Elder Yu knowing; she just felt a little embarrassed, as if she had been spouted grandiose words like the overpowered protagonist in a novel, feeling a bit childish.
"As long as you don’t mind. Having Grandpa look for the books will be better; he can find more comprehensive resources, which will also make your study and research easier," Yu Cheng reassured her.
"Yeah, I know, Brother Yu."
Jiang Mianmian also understood that with Elder Yu’s status, obtaining these materials would be much easier than for Yu Cheng.
After speaking for a while, they hung up the phone.
A week after their phone call, on a Sunday morning, someone knocked on Jiang Mianmian’s front door.
Jiang Changhai went to open the door and saw a young man in a work uniform holding a large box standing at his doorstep.
"You are...?" Jiang Changhai asked with curiosity.
"Hello, is this Jiang Mianmian’s home?" the delivery person asked politely.
"Yes, she is my daughter. What can I do for you?" Jiang Changhai inquired.