The old man was held by his daughter to the direction of the sofa. Along the road, he saw the mess of the place, and his eyebrows tightened. Finally, he couldn't help turning his head and yelling at the servants hiding next to him, "you guys, can't you see or what's the matter?"
The young girl's neck shrank and ran outside to get the cleaning tools. The others also pretended to be busy and ran around.
The atmosphere of the Yan family has always been so dignified since the old man of the Yan family had an accidental stroke and retired to the second line. This year, the old man's body recovered fairly well, and there was something wrong with the activities. It was the cleaning workers who were the first to bear the brunt.
Yan Yan was carefully supported all the way, bypassing the glass debris in the living room, and sat down on the independent sofa chair. The housekeeper behind him quickly handed over his walking stick. The old man knocked twice with "Dong Dong Dong" in his hand, and then twisted his eyebrows discontentedly, "you are making so much noise, don't you want me to come down and listen?"
Yan Yan, who was punctured, didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she took the cup from the servant who had just made tea with a smile, and walked to the old man's eyes with a smile, "Dad, you drink tea."
Yan Mo followed them as they spoke, turning back again and looking down.
Mr. Yan took the tea cup and looked at the man with a stagnant look. "Did you go to the Song family?"
"Well."
Yan Mo's five fingers curled up on his side. Without further explanation, he heard the sound of the teacup being knocked down.
"Nonsense!" The old man frowned and exclaimed with dissatisfaction: "it is clear that the Song family is taking revenge on this matter. Do you still insult yourself in the past? Are you stupid or do you want to piss me off on purpose?"
In Yan Fu's opinion, the purpose of the Song family is clear, and he has no expectation of the outcome of the consultation.
But Yan Mo clenched his teeth and did not argue for himself.
"Come on, Dad. Don't be angry. Be careful." Yan Yan was beside her, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and she followed the old man's back. Then she added, "I have a way to deal with this matter. I promise to take this land back to you within a month."
"That's enough." Waiting for the old man's response, the man standing next to him looked sluggish, and his eyes suddenly gathered together to catch fire. He stopped him and said, "Yan Yan, you don't need to intervene in this matter any more."
"I won't intervene?" The woman hung her red lips and turned her back to him with disdain. "I advise you to put away your useless self-esteem for the sake of Yan's development. I'm not going to interfere. With your skill, when are you going to postpone the project plan? "
When the old man heard the words, his eyes fell on his daughter and sighed.
In his opinion, Yan Yan, who has already been married, has a little more of his demeanor in those days, which is even more impressive to him. However, she has no choice but to marry her daughter to go abroad, and she can't give her the whole company to deal with.
"All right, Yan'er." Yan Fu stretched out an old hand and patted his daughter's arm. "This matter is up to you to handle. I believe in your ability."
When the old man finished speaking, he motioned a look at the housekeeper beside him, and the other party understood him, and immediately bent down to help him up.
He lifted his feet to the direction of the villa gate. He lifted his eyes when he rubbed with Yan Mo on the way. With a slightly disappointed look, he swept over the man, "I said, I'll leave this matter to your sister. Don't worry about it."
"Father..." The old man wanted to go to the yard to amuse the birds. The man who had endured for a long time finally couldn't help it. He suddenly turned around and suppressed his disappointment and loneliness. "The Yan family wants to make great progress. We can't always use those devious means secretly. I don't agree to let Yan Yan do this."
Listening to his words, the old man slowly stopped his steps, his eyes were gloomy and his aura was condensed, but he was only silent and didn't say anything.
Standing on one side, Yan Yan sniffed and slowly picked up her arms. "I didn't see that the young master Yan is really a man of high moral integrity."
Then, the old man slowly turned around and put his eyes on the man. "Yan Mo, I'm not dead. You have to listen to my words if you don't listen to me."
With that, his body trembled violently because of anger. One hand was held by the housekeeper next to him, and the other hand was holding a walking stick. He knocked twice and yelled: "stupid, cowardly."
In his opinion, Yan Mo's steady and progressive mind can not get into his eyes.
So before turning around again, the old man whispered, "don't forget, whether you can sit in this seat still depends on me."
With that, he was supported by the housekeeper and walked out.
and Yan Mu behind him had already whitened his knuckles. When the old man went away, he listened to the "Heda" of his high-heeled shoes and walked up to him. Then the smell of the cool perfume on the woman suddenly rushed into the nasal cavity.
Yan Yan hands chest, arrogant and contemptuous, around Yan Mo, he looked up and down, "you really don't understand my father's mind."
"Yan Yan." The man suddenly looked back and looked up at her. After the movement of his throat knot, he still tried to restrain his emotion. "You take advantage of all the things that Yan family has done, and you don't need to bear all the evil consequences in the end. Even if something goes wrong and you turn around and go back abroad, you will still be your smart and open-minded Mrs. Smith. But have you ever thought that the roots of the Yan family are here and the foundation of the Yan family is here. If you can go, the Yan family will never leave. ""You want to persuade me?" The woman did not have the patience to listen to him. She reached out and interrupted, "my father is right. You are cowardly and stupid. Do you think you are superior to Yan's president? I'm sorry, but I only listen to my father's arrangement. "
His scarlet eyes moved him forward two steps, obliquely raising the corner of his lips: "in your opinion, my position as president Yan is just a puppet? Yan Yan, before long, you will realize your mistakes. "
With that, he smashed the woman's body with half his shoulder and strode out toward the entrance of the stairs.
The woman who was hit by a stumbling block finally got to her feet. Seeing the man's anger attacking her heart, but there was no place to vent her anger, her lips were hooked and her eyes were filled with a smile of success.
She did not know, the man returned to the room, the first thing is to dial Miss Song's phone.
Song ran on the other end of the phone has just finished dinner with Mu Ming. They are going to the parking lot together. When they hear the mobile phone ring in her bag, she has a vague premonition.
Touch out the mobile phone, see the area of caller ID on the unfamiliar number, then hook lips and smile, raise hands to the man, "look, I said it can be done, you don't believe it?"
Mu Ming steps to stop, hands into the trousers pocket, hook lips smile and nod, "fierce, fierce, I have nothing to say."
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