Chapter 230: Chapter 234 Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh Chapter 230: Chapter 234 Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh Shen Feihu was shocked by his son’s words, “Are you serious?”
“Absolutely certain.” Shen Jianguo’s temperament was scholarly and elegant, which was wholly unlike Shen Feihu’s roughness. Moreover, he had a good temper. He knew well that his father had always favored others, but he had never really been angry.
He always kept his personal and professional life separate. He knew Xu Qigang represented business, while he was a personal matter.
“Chairman Shen, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first. The Dean still wants to speak with me,” Shen Jianguo said indifferently as he picked up his hat.
Thinking back on it now, hugging her seemed like a foolish mistake. Probably it would just cause her trouble. Coming here today was a good opportunity to explain things clearly to her.
“Wait!” Shen Feihu said sternly, “What does your Dean want to talk to you about?”
“The research is secret and not for disclosure!”
Shen Feihu was so irritated he rolled up his sleeves, “Are you itching for a beating, boy? How dare you pull rank in front of your old man?”
“Sorry, Chairman Shen, but your Rescue Association has no right to inquire about the secrets of our Research Institute,” Shen Jianguo said upright and resolute, “Farewell, Chairman Shen!”
“Fine, go! But I hope I won’t hear any rumors or gossip.” After pausing, his earlier bandit-like demeanor disappeared from his face.
Shen Jianguo unconsciously held his breath, standing firm and serious.
“Apart from being Xu Qigang’s wife, that female comrade from the General Union Dance Troupe has not yet been promoted. I don’t want any trouble before her promotion that could be detrimental to her career.” Each is flesh of my flesh—one a favored subordinate and the other my own son. It was really not easy for him to express an opinion; this was as much as he could say.
“I understand!” Shen Jianguo nodded and added as he was about to leave, “She’s not Xu Qigang’s wife yet!”
“Hahaha… Good, that’s like me, spirited. I knew I hadn’t held the wrong child! How could he not resemble me at all?”
Shen Feihu was bursting with pride.
Shen Jianguo shook his head helplessly. There really was no handling the old man. However, he would keep his father’s words in mind and felt a twinge of regret for his impulsive behavior earlier.
Outside the office, Hai Shen was idly leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, waiting for him.
“With that posture, if one wasn’t paying attention, they might think you were Meng Ping!” Hands in pockets, leaning nonchalantly against the wall—it was Meng Ping’s signature pose, and Hai Shen doing it seemed somewhat inappropriate.
“Don’t bring him up to me.” Hai Shen made a face of disgust, “I heard that boy turned the whole compound upside down recently.”
The incident had spread far and wide, with a senior leader personally making a complaint to Chairman Meng.
“He’s the only one who dares.”
They had all grown up together in the same compound and knew each other’s habits well. Their characters also divided them into two groups.
One was led by Meng Fan, the group of active and upright rising stars.
The other, with Meng Ping at the helm, were the frivolous and idly wealthy second-generation rich.
The two groups looked down upon each other, always squabbling and arguing whenever they met.
“There’s nothing in the world he wouldn’t dare to do.” Hai Shen, off duty today and not in uniform, could afford to relax and stand casually, but he immediately straightened up when he heard those words.
“What are you two chatting about? So loud?”
“Chairman Shen, we’re just scouting out the enemy,” Shen Jianguo chuckled. The two men walked shoulder to shoulder, greeting acquaintances as they met them along the way.