Yan Zhi's brows darkened, and he smiled: "Don't worry, your share is indispensable."
"Then thank you brother! I must report the news about Shen Hou in the future!"
"Well, I'm hanging up."
"Eh, you are busy."
Ending the call, Yan Zhifan put away the phone and went back to continue the meeting.
Forty minutes later.
"...Let's stop here today. Zhihui stay."
Everyone filed out, and when they passed by, they looked more or less towards Yan Zhifan, the airborne general manager and future heir.
Soon, the huge conference room was empty.
Yan Ke raised his eyes and motioned to the secretary: "You go out too."
The secretary turned and left, and came to the door intimately.
Only father and son are left.
Yan Ke removed the sharpness between his eyebrows and said slowly, "I have been busy recently?"
"It's fine."
"Is it enough for work?"
"Ok."
"How are you adapting to the new environment?"
"Not bad."
"What are your thoughts on the group?"
Yan Zhifan raised his eyes and looked at this man, his biological father by blood.
Yan Ke smiled, but it was not very obvious. After all, he often shows people with dignity, and almost no employees in the company have seen him smile.
"Why look at me with such a look? Thought I would ask you to leave the room to answer the phone during the meeting time?"
Yan Zhifan didn't answer, only frowned more tightly.
"Things are prioritized, I believe you have a sense of measure. Going back to the previous question, you have been in the company for some time, what do you think of the group?"
Yan Zhifan: "Which aspect do you mean?"
"Everything."
"I send it to your mailbox by mail?"
Yan Ke paused briefly and nodded: "Okay."
Yan Zhi returned to his feet: "Nothing else, I'm leaving first."
"and many more."
"?"
"Go back to the old house for dinner after get off work."
Yan Zhifanzheng was going to refuse, but he didn't know what he thought of. When he got to his lips, he instantly accepted: "Yeah."
Yan Ke stretched his eyebrows and waved to let it go: "Go ahead."
After get off work, Yan Zhi returned to the company, Yan Ke's car was already waiting at the door.
Pull the car door and sit in.
Yan Ke told the driver: "Drive."
No words all the way.
Yang Lan has prepared dinner, some Yan Ke likes, and some Yan Zhifan likes to eat.
She has always been appropriate, especially since she became "Mrs. Yan."
After the meal, the servant cleaned up the dishes, and the family of three gathered in the living room.
Yang Lan and Yan Ke sat together and spoke quietly.
Yan Zhifan leaned on the sofa to read financial news and rarely spoke.
suddenly-
"Zhifan won't go out tonight, right?" Yang Lan smiled.
He looked over, his eyes facing each other, did not miss the strength in the opponent's eyes, Yan Zhi turned back to the corner of his mouth and tugged, not caring very much: "Yeah."
At night, the father and son went into the study to talk.
After it was over, Yan Ke went upstairs to rest, and Yan Zhi returned to the balcony to answer the phone. When he finished hanging up and went into the living room, Yang Lan was already sitting on the sofa.
It seems to be waiting for him specially.
The lights were bright, illuminating her complexion with radiant and pearly radiance.
"Come and sit down." The indifferent tone of voice didn't have the slightest hint of tenderness when facing Yan Ke.
Yan Zhifan walked over, called "Mom", and then sat down.
Yang Lan didn't look at him, she looked straight ahead, and her jaw was slightly raised, showing a kind of arrogance and dignity.
"Last time you were not satisfied with Ms. Shen, I will make an appointment with Ms. Lu for you tomorrow, she just happens to be free, you can..."
"Mom," Yan Zhifan interrupted her, still in a calm tone, but inexplicably cold, "I said before that I hope you don't interfere with the marriage, but you don't seem to care about it."
"I won't intervene, so can you let you find that woman?"
Yan Zhifan's expression remained unchanged: "I know it in my heart."
Yang Lan sneered: "What you call "you know" is to secretly use force to get her out of the Song family?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about.
"Don't think I didn't know that you made people stir up trouble in front of Zhong Yuhong. Once she starts to doubt Shen Hou and Yi Shen Hou's character, she will definitely not hide it again. She is not the little third child raised by Song Yu. , And there is no reason to stay in Song's house. I think, the people you arranged around her have already reported to you, right?"
"Mom, you have too much control." He said, his smiley face had no expression at the moment.
Yang Lan took a deep breath: "I don't have to intervene in anything else, but if you still want to entangle her, don't blame me for turning my face and ruthless."
Yan Zhifan smiled lightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "Actually I'm very curious, how would you turn your face?"
Yang Lan's blue veins jumped on his forehead, and his eyes were directed towards him. Leng Shuang condensed: "Know it, don't force me."
"The same thing, I also want to tell you." His eyes were like blades, neither dodge nor hide.
After a while, the woman took the lead to look away, no longer facing the face that made her unfamiliar.
Should have known...
From the moment he changed his face without telling himself, the person in front of him was no longer her son.
Her son Shen Qian is dead.
"I thought... you can remember a little bit longer, but I didn't expect you to be crazier than before! More hopeless!" The tone was abhorrent.
Yan Zhi returned to his feet, turned his back to her, walked to the front of the stairs, and paused at his feet: "In order not to hinder your eyes, I will move to Xiangshan County from tomorrow. I have already told my dad and he agrees."