"Hmph, did you call for my benefit?" His nose nearly let out a cold snort.
This middle-aged, rather smug man deliberately ignored him, didn’t even glance at him once, and immediately started fussing over his daughter.
"Ningning, did you find the trip to Yun Province tiring?"
During this, he didn’t forget to remind Shen Qingning not to traipse around all day with her erratic brother.
In reality, he thought it was a good opportunity for himself to toughen up.
Shen Minglang, eavesdropping on the side, was utterly confused.
"No, didn’t you watch the news?"
Youu Tea! Raising a hundred million! Me, erratic?
Damn it, would any TV station broadcast this news at this time? Where’s the remote!
Shen Minglang was so angry he was practically smoking.
After the family of four sat down at the dinner table, he continued striving hard like the previous days, stubbornly refusing to bring up Youu Tea.
Hold back! I must endure!
Even if you didn’t watch the news today, you’ll find out about this big news sooner or later!
I’ll just wait for you to ask me!
I absolutely must wait for you to ask me!!!
Just when dinner was almost over, Shen Guoqiang finally gave his annoying son a glance and let out another cold snort, "You’re quite good at keeping your cool now."
Shen Minglang was delighted inside and frantically suppressed his almost curling lips.
Haha! He watched the news! He definitely watched the news! Hahaha!
At this moment, Young Master Shen feigned calmness and let out a very irritating "Huh?"
"Don’t give me that ’huh’ here, talk about your Youu Tea," Shen Guoqiang put down his chopsticks solemnly, "Discuss it at the tea table."
He stood up and glanced at Shen Qingning, "Ningning, you come too."
Shen Guoqiang led the way to the tea table, while Shen Qingning noticed her brother walking forward with a step more assertive than usual, like he was walking with a ’recognize no kin’ kind of stride.
The three headed for the tea table while Wang Yushan chose not to intrude, deciding to personally go to the kitchen to prepare a fruit platter for them.
Once seated, Shen Guoqiang said, "Tell me about the matters you handled in Yun Province, the responsibilities you will be taking on at Youu Tea, and some of your plans for this year."
He thought Shen Minglang would ponder for a long time before giving a response.
This kid used to live a muddled life, always acting on impulse and never listening to others.
To his slight surprise, Shen Minglang spoke straightforwardly, with clear thoughts and a firm gaze.
Clearly, he must have been influenced greatly by Cheng Zhu.
It’s strange, I can actually listen to what the cousin says!
In fact, this was because Shen Guoqiang’s parenting style toward Shen Minglang was quite suppressive, a very common father-son dynamic in China.
But Cheng Zhu nurtured Shen Minglang with praise.
It’s somewhat like not wanting to wash dishes and trying to get your little kid to do it; you have to exaggerate nearby, "Wow! Son, you wash amazingly, Daddy can’t wash nearly as well as you! You’re really great at this!"
The kid’s tail would shoot right up, scrubbing eagerly and with confidence.
At that moment, as Shen Guoqiang heard that Shen Minglang was still in charge of procurement, his eyes revealed a playful look, finding this Cheng Zhu character quite amusing.
Procurement is one of the most lucrative departments.
Typically, procurement is managed by the person the boss trusts most or someone the boss is willing to let make a bit of extra money.
Coming from the Shen family and with a genuinely agreeable personality, valuing friends highly, it was indeed a good arrangement for him.
"Unearthing his few good qualities," his own father thought to himself.
But no matter what, he indeed felt that Shen Minglang had changed a bit, a positive change in his eyes.
After Shen Minglang finished speaking, he looked toward him.
Shen Guoqiang gave a noncommittal nod without expressing his own opinions or views.
Then, he asked the second matter, "Tell me in detail about Pulin Capital and Yue Dongyi."
Shen Minglang wasn’t present at the time, so he could only relay everything he knew.
In the whole event, what struck him most was Cheng Zhu’s grand posturing right in front of him!
—He wanted to invest 1.6 billion, but I didn’t agree!
As he narrated this matter, Shen Guoqiang’s pupils slightly constricted, and he leaned back against his chair.
This was the strangest part he had always sensed, and as he suspected, Pulin Capital wouldn’t invest merely one billion in a situation where the valuation was eight billion!
But why... had that Cheng Zhu lad refused?
With his business acumen, he should have realized it was a good deal.
Was it because Pulin Capital would hold too much stake?
Or did he have other plans in mind?
"He didn’t explain to you?" Shen Guoqiang looked at Shen Minglang and asked.
Shen Qingning, listening on the side, felt as though her dad was particularly concerned with what Cheng Zhu was thinking.
"He said to leave some room," Shen Minglang replied.
"Indeed, is it because he didn’t want Pulin Capital to have too much stake? It’s not a good outcome though," Shen Guoqiang slightly frowned and thought.
The scope could actually be broadened a bit.
But after all, he’s young, just a first-year student, understandable.
"Be more specific, you better recite his exact words to me," Shen Guoqiang said.
Shen Minglang was entirely baffled, not understanding what his father was getting at.
But he still reported verbatim, "Nearly his exact words were: Leave some room for me, and some for you too."
At this, Shen Guoqiang fell into contemplation, his expression solemn and complex.
This caused both Shen Qingning and Shen Minglang to feel inexplicably nervous.
"Leave some room for me, and some for you too?"
After a while, a smile suddenly emerged on Shen Guoqiang’s face as he placed his teacup on the tea table, saying with a laugh:
"Smart kid! He’s been waiting for me here!"
"He’s been expecting me to throw in these tens of millions!"
(ps: Starting Point has organized an event for our book, interested folks can check out the event area, where you can exchange for the "Reborn" title, along with various miscellaneous merch and raffles.
Also, I’ve been driving to Shanghai this afternoon, drove for over four hours. The Starting Point annual meeting schedule is from today till the 29th, during these days I’ll be updating one Chapter a day, dependent on the time I have for writing. If time allows, it will reach the quantity of two Chapters combined on regular days, even if not, it won’t be less than 4000 words, I will stay up late to write!)