Li Xiuqi still remembers Grandpa Wen Zhong telling him that sometimes, not fighting is also a kind of fighting.
At first, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
But in the dead of night, as he slept in his room, he recalled his terrible parents, the wrong things they did and the people they hurt, which were enough to send their family to hell!
Slowly, Li Xiuqi understood.
He can't show off, at least not in front of the next head of the family!
And Huai'an is the next head of the family appointed by his great-grandfather!
And he is not qualified to be unwilling. Dedicating his loyalty to Huai'an is his only way out when he grows up.
However, Huai'an has already achieved better results than him, so there is nothing wrong with him being Huai'an's deputy.
Li Xiuqi suddenly stood still, turned his head, and said meaningfully: "Huai'an, you have to continue to be so good."
Otherwise, Li Xiuqi was afraid that a dark side of dissatisfaction would arise in his heart. After all, the blood of Li Xiangchen and Bai Qingluo was flowing in his body.
An An fell silent after hearing this.
Recently, he has heard a lot of talk about inheriting the family business, which inevitably makes him think about it. Of course, most of them are afraid of it.
Ever since he began to look at Li's Group and Deepwater Harbor seriously, Li Xiuqi could no longer say "what's so great about them" with disdain and disdain.
On the contrary, they are amazing, and Li Jingchen, who manages them, is even more amazing.
Because of this, he did not dare to easily respond to the expectations of the Li family, because this responsibility was too important and even related to the economic lifeline of the entire S city.
Thinking of this, An An said: "Xiu Qi, let's discuss this matter later."
Li Xiuqi just wanted to express his attitude first. Hearing that An An was unwilling to talk in depth, he said: "Well, then I will take you to get to know Will first, so that he won't bark at you next time you come."
An An nodded: "Okay."
Meanwhile, in the kitchen.
Lu Wanwan was standing in front of the refrigerator, preparing ingredients, and asked Tang Qiong: "Old madam, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you."
Tang Qiong said with a smile: "Wanwan, it's rare for you to come here, so let grandma do it. Grandma's cooking is delicious. Do you remember that grandma also has a vegetable shed in City A, where she grows a lot of vegetables?
vegetable."
"I remember that you took me to pick it," Lu Wanwan said.
Seeing that she still remembered, Tang Qiong smiled even more happily: "It's a pity that here, grandma doesn't have time to farm, otherwise you can eat fresh vegetables."
Lu Wanwan knew that it was not that Tang Qiong had no time, but that he was not in the mood.
What the old man thinks about every day is probably when will his grandson come to visit?
After Lu Wanwan composed herself, she asked, "You haven't said yet, what do you want to eat?"
Tang Qiong couldn't compete with Lu Wanwan, so she had to say: "Grandma will eat whatever you take, I don't have to choose."
Lu Wanwan saw a box of packaging in the freezer with "Norwegian Salmon" written on it, and couldn't help asking: "Can I make you some salmon?"
The processed salmon has no fish bones and has a smooth taste. Moreover, people who eat fish have a much lower incidence of Alzheimer's disease.