The Yang Fu family did not have the same stern voice as before. Yang Junhao felt relieved and walked over slowly.

There are only two chairs in the study room, one used to be, but I don’t know when Yang Fu’s family brought one in another.

"Dad, just say something if you have something to do." Yang Junhao didn't dare to be arrogant in front of his father, he was as obedient as a seven-year-old child.

"You are so old. When you talk to your mother that day, I decided to give you a branch management so that you can calm down and learn how to manage your business. How can you run around all day?" Yang Fujia put down the book and said earnestly.

"Dad! My second uncle has told me, is it a sudden whim or what?" Yang Junhao still felt that something happened suddenly. He rarely took over the company's affairs. It was a bit too hasty to let him manage all the affairs of the branch. A branch staff also had to be at least a few hundred people, so it was not that easy to manage.

"You can say that! You can't be careless all day long! Besides, our family's property will be handed over to you sooner or later. Will you waste it for me for half my life?" Yang Fu's family saw that he was not upright in his attitude, and instantly felt a little dissatisfied.

"No! I mean I don't have any experience in this area at all, and I'm afraid I won't manage it well." Yang Junhao told the truth, frowned Lao Gao.

Yang Fu's family stood up, walked a few steps, returned to their previous stern expressions, and said in a trembling voice: "Have you learned nothing in the past few years? I asked you to learn management naturally has my own meaning! I have told you many times, have you never listened to it? Graduated students are eager to have the opportunity to show off. Now I give you a platform, and you are actually restrained? When I was so old and I thought about business all day long, what about you now? You know that you are swaying around all day! Are you the son of my Yang Fu's family?"

Yang Junhao's heart skipped a beat. His father was scolding him, and he was also regretting that he was not strong enough. He said all the words he said were heart-wrenching.

"Dad! I'm really afraid of messing up. Why don't you send a strong player to assist me?" Yang Junhao said in a low voice without confidence.

"No! It doesn't matter! A branch doesn't matter. I have the full right to hand it over to you. You can just use it to practice. Even if the business is really going to be ruined, I will still be there! You can work hard and use your ideas to manage it." Yang Fujia sighed and sat down again.

Yang Junhao looked at his father secretly, and always felt that he was weird today. To put it bluntly, it was not normal.

My father Yang Fujia has always been cautious in managing the company. Not to mention a branch worth hundreds of millions of yuan, but even a small platform is cautious, for fear that the operation will be unfavorable and abandoned.

Now he actually gave a branch to his son for gambling practice, and he didn't give the company's elite assistance, which is really abnormal.

"Junhao! As a man, you must be upright and have strategies. The reason why I don't give you help is that you need to use your own brains to make your own ideas. Maybe a good helper can make you feel much easier, but we don't need others to give advice. This company is our own, so of course we have to run it ourselves! You also know many examples. Helpers are of great use, but if a fool only listens to other people's advice and is useless and stupid, then all his things may fall into the hands of others, and that person is the so-called best helper." Yang Fujia kindly patted his son's shoulder. In the past, he only regarded his son as a child, but now, he needs Junhao to be responsible.

A rich generation has great wealth, but the speed of failure of future generations will far exceed the difficult journey and time of operation.

Everyone hopes that the money kingdom they have built can benefit all generations of descendants, but no one is sure that it can really do it.

"Dad! I promise you that you must manage it well!" Yang Junhao suddenly stood up, as if he understood his father's good intentions at this moment. He really was no longer a child.

Yang Fu family nodded with satisfaction, signaled him to sit down, and then said, "I won't participate, and you don't have to ask me about everything unless the company is about to collapse. You are lucky than many of your peers. You should be glad that our family's assets need to be passed down to benefit all generations."

"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Yang Junhao felt something was wrong. It seemed that his father was deliberately hiding something, and he just didn't say it.

"It's nothing! It's been a long time since we had a good talk. I want to talk to you." Yang Fu's family lit a top-notch Yellow Crane Tower, then pushed the cigarette box over, and said solemnly: "Don't be restrained by me. You kid never smokes beside me, but your sister-in-law told me that Du Feng gave you cigarettes. Men who don't smoke or drink will often be dissatisfied and ignored."

Yang Junhao nodded, grabbed the cigarette box and took out one. As my father said, he had never smoked in front of his parents when he grew up so old.

"By the way! Have you seen Du Feng during this period?" Seeing that his son seemed unwilling to say more to him, the Yang Fu family had to talk about other topics.

From childhood to adulthood, he seemed to be too demanding on him in many aspects, so that Yang Junhao was born with a sense of distance from him. The Yang Fu family realized this and decided to show it to others as a kind father in the future.

"I just came back from the R book, and he is currently in the R book!" When talking about Du Feng, Yang Junhao no longer restrained and replied with a smile.

"Why did he run around? What did he do when he runs again?" Yang Fu's family had little understanding of Du Feng. Apart from the time Du Feng saved him and the later visit to the prison, he never saw him again, and he didn't talk about the last time.

"He is a special force! It is said that he is still a soldier king. You may only know that he was a criminal police officer before, and I actually only learned about many things after going to the R-book." Yang Junhao likes to talk about things with the name Du Feng as the topic. Du Feng is a mountain, at least in his opinion.

"Is he going to carry out the mission? No wonder he is so powerful!" Yang Fu's family kept twitching, nodding slightly and continued: "This person is very good, Junhao! You have to understand how to get along with others. Some people need to have a heart-to-heart relationship, such as Du Feng, you can't miss such a good friend."

"I know, he takes good care of me. I call him Uncle Feng, but in fact I am like a brother." Yang Junhao smiled. It was rare that his father would give someone such a high evaluation.

"I must meet him when he comes back. The favors have not been paid off yet. I don't like to owe favors." Thinking of the night when Du Feng rescued him, the Yang Fu family sighed. He was too busy and could not spare time to work on these favors.

"Okay! I'll bring him to see you when he comes back." Yang Junhao agreed. Du Feng had also said that if he was coming to visit, it should not be a big problem.

"You go busy! I'll read a book for a while." Yang Fu's family waved their hands and signaled that they would be alone.

Yang Junhao was puzzled. His father said he wanted to have a good talk with him just now. How could he suddenly seem to drive him away? The father and son rarely have a heart-to-heart talk, and the opportunity is rare.

Yang Fu's attitude was very tough. He didn't give him a chance to ask. He waved his hand again and said in a deep voice: "Go! Please close the door for me by the way."

Yang Junhao stood up and agreed, walked out of the study silently, and the door closed gently.

The footsteps in the corridor were getting farther and farther away. Yang Fujia hurriedly took out a towel from the desk drawer, blocked his mouth and nose with a towel, and coughed violently.

I seemed to be afraid of being heard, even though I coughed very hard, my voice was extremely small.

When the towel was opened, it was a pool of deep red blood.

After opening a bottle of medicine, Yang Fu took the water at home and shook his head silently.

When Yang Junhao returned to his mother, Mrs. Yang was still watching TV. When she appeared in a Korean drama, she looked like an old lady's foot binding, which was smelly and long.

"How is it? Did your dad tell you what he said?" Seeing Yang Junhao come in, not as he used to be as dark as before, I guess he was scolded this time, Mrs. Yang asked with a smile.

"It's just some trivial matters. My dad asked me to run a branch, but he didn't give me an assistant. Mom, I really feel unsure." Yang Junhao sat down and never had to be restrained in front of his mother. He grew up so old that he made mistakes countless times and was dealt with by his mother behind his back. His mother was always kind and friendly.

"Oh! You should work hard and don't let your dad down." Mrs. Yang handed over a plate of fruit and said with a smile.

"Mom! Why do I feel that my dad has a problem? Is there something wrong with him?" Yang Junhao was still puzzled when he thought of his father's change.

My father was very courageous in the past, and now he is less than fifty years old. Why did he suddenly let his son, who had been wandering for twenty years, start managing the company? You should know that at the dinner table when he met his friends, Yang Fujia was drunk and told his friend that as long as he was not old enough, he would not let his son interfere in the company's affairs, so he would have worked hard for several years! After all, it is time to play now, and youth should not be wasted. Managing a company is really a waste of life and brainpower.

This is what Yang Fu's family said at the dinner table last year. Yang Junhao was also present at that time and he could hear it very clearly.

"What can your dad have? I guess he is in menopause, and maybe he has thought about more things. After all, you are in your twenties, so you should calm down and do something." Mrs. Yang kept smiling. Even though her son was a lazy rich young man in the eyes of others, she didn't think so. As a mother, she knew better than anyone else.

"I will do my best! I can definitely do better." Yang Junhao once again vowed to his mother, and he didn't want his mother to worry about him.

"Okay! Whether a company has made progress depends entirely on whether its profits have increased. Although I don't ask about the company's affairs, I am sorting out the income situation of each branch. I want to see if you can lead the branch to a higher level." Mrs. Yang nodded with satisfaction, feeling very comfortable.

"But, mom, I need to go to RB and take over the branch after I come back. I didn't dare to tell my dad, can you tell me about it?" Yang Junhao used his tricks of acting coquettishly, at least he would always be a child in front of his mother.

"What are you going there to do? When will you go?" Mrs. Yang was slightly stunned. She had no good feelings for R Ben.

Yang Junhao stood up and smiled and said, "It's now! Someone is waiting for me! I'm going to the airport now."
Chapter completed!