"He's my son, not a fool."
When Su Zimo heard what his father said, his heartbeat accelerated for a moment. But thinking that four years ago, Su Qian had two half-daughters outside him, Su Zimo finally smiled bitterly.
"Do you still remember that you had a stupid son?" The third uncle said with a thorn, "If you didn't say it, I would have thought that your son was the only one like Su Hewen."
Su Qian didn't answer, so Su Zimo listened to the mean-spirited third uncle and continued to speak.
"The high-tech company that the old man gave you, you just gave it to Su Hewen? Do you know how much the company's market value is now? Are you so confident to hand the money to an outsider?"
Then Su Gan said, "First, Su Hewen is not an outsider. Second, the company is mine, and the equity is also mine. Su Hewen is just helping me manage the company."
"Oh? A manager who can have the final say in the company? He can do much more than you think." The second uncle sneered, "Brother, it is essential to be defensive."
"Anyway, I don't think there's anything wrong with Su Hewen. Su Hewen has a talent for shopping malls. The company can be said to have made a lot of money in his hands. The money in my hands is unprecedented, and life is not much more comfortable." Lie down directly on the sofa in the hall and rescued the lawyer representative who had been under siege for a long time, "Thanks to that kid for helping me take care of my son, otherwise Zimo will definitely be bullied under your nose!"
Su Zimo, who was standing on the third floor, felt nervous again. It wasn't his grandfather and father who took care of him in the past few years, but Su Hewen, who had never seen each other a few times? Mother's adopted child
"Our brother is not as good as a wild breed in your eyes?" The third uncle's voice softened strangely, "Then he is an outsider, and it is more secure to hold money and power in his own hands. You don't care at all. , I don't even go to the company, and now I only know the flourishing President Su Hewen, and he still treats you as a playboy who doesn't do his job properly."
"I've always been an unprofessional playboy, that's right." Su Gan spread his hands, "What should I do according to what you want, the third one? Let's talk about it first, but I don't know how to manage the company at all."
"I can help you." The third uncle followed suit, "You also know the influence of the company I hold. I will give you a part of the shares, and then you will also give me part of the shares of the technology company. In this way, you can If both parties earn dividends, I can also help you manage the company, right?"
"It's too troublesome, I'm too lazy to move." Su Qian seemed unmoved at all, "When Dad asked us to take care of the company separately, you all pushed around and gave up the company that was in the worst condition and looked the least promising. Me, you didn't think about helping me at that time. Now Su Hewen has taken care of the company so well that it is beyond everyone's expectations, and I don't need to cause him any trouble."
"To be honest, this company was worthless in the beginning, and even had a lot of debt. Now everything in the company is due to Su Hewen, and it also supports me, a playboy who doesn't work properly. Maybe one day I'm in a good mood. Give him the company's shares." Su Qian lit a cigar, "After all, when I die of old age, only he can help me take care of Zimo."
"You're stupid! You don't even know the value of that company and the new subsidiary!" The second uncle said that he hated iron.
But Su Qian just kept smiling and didn't answer again.
Seeing that the hall was calm, Su Zimo went down from the third floor to the second floor directly.
Most of the second floor is where Grandpa Su Zimo lived, including the bedroom, study, tea room, and antique room. Looking at the familiar rooms, Su Zimo seemed to be able to recall his childhood and school days, walking through the rooms on the second floor, sometimes being naughty and being taught by crutches, and sometimes listening to his grandfather.
Those past, those memories, those teachings that were once thought to be boring and useless, but they made up Su Zimo, and they were all indispensable.
After a while, Su Zimo stood at the door of grandpa's bedroom. Because the door was left open, he simply knocked on the door twice, pushed it open, and walked in. To Su Zimo's surprise, no one else was looking after him in the room.
After removing those grandfather's favorite antique treasures, the room in front of me is actually very similar to Su Zimo's room, with simple floor-to-ceiling windows and gauze curtains, as well as some green plants that Su Zimo planted a few years ago. Live well and be well cared for.
This can also be regarded as... the style of the Su family's grandfather and grandson.
On the big bed in the middle of the room, the thin and frail old man had an infusion tube in his hand full of needles, and was lying there with his eyes closed. He completely lost the feeling of energy and anger that Su Zimo remembered.
"Grandpa... Grandpa?"
Su Zimo put down the black umbrella, then squatted beside the bed and called out a few times.
The old man lying on the bed did not respond. Instead, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open again, and then the female doctor in a white coat came in from the outside while looking at the phone.
"Ah!" The female doctor was obviously taken aback when she looked up and saw Su Zimo. She frowned for a few seconds and asked, "Who are you? Didn't you say you can't disturb the patient casually?"
Maybe it was the voice of the female doctor that alerted the outside, and two more nurses came in from outside, followed by a middle-aged man in a black butler's tuxedo.
If Su Zimo remembered correctly, the housekeeper seems to be surnamed Bai...
That is, the one who was gossiping outside his bedroom before.
"Small... young master?!!!!!!"
The moment he saw Su Zimo clearly, Butler Bai was completely frightened, as if he had seen a ghost, he slammed into the cabinet next to him, staggered and dizzy, and he didn't forget to take a closer look. Su Zimo's face.
"Master? Which young master of the Su family is here?" The female doctor didn't seem to know much about the situation of the Su family, and she was at a loss now, "He doesn't look like Su Hewen..."
In Su Zimo's memory, the unrelated brother did not look anything like the Su family.
Su Qian and Su Zimo are both thinner, but compared to the famous playboy of the Su family, Su Zimo is more like a mother who died prematurely, so her appearance and eyebrows are more delicate. As an adopted son, Su Hewen has strong facial features. In Su Zimo's memory, Su Hewen already looks young and mature. Although he looks good, he is not easy to mess with.
From a young age, Su Zimo had a fierce and unapproachable feeling.
"Ahhh!" Butler Bai didn't seem to have the time to deal with the female doctor. Instead, he rushed out screaming like crazy, standing at the fence on the second floor and shouting down—
"Master! It's the master!! Yes, it's the master! The master will move!!!"
"It's so noisy, don't disturb the patient!" The female doctor gritted her teeth unhappily, and closed the door.
Outside the door, the top and bottom of the Su family were completely confused because of Butler Bai's roar.