"The fault is that he shouldn't collude with Yang Yiqing." As he said that, he raised his head and defended himself-
"Grandpa, I didn't think so much at that time. I just wanted to make a mess for Lu Yuchuan. I don't know that these two companies have been having a grudge for a long time."
This explanation made the old man's face even more severe. He dipped his brush in ink and continued to write... and ignored him.
The study room was very quiet. Lu Baichuan, who was kneeling, had a painful knee, and was uncomfortable all over because the door was not closed, for fear that the servants who were going upstairs would see it.
After a while, the old man finished writing the last word: Sun.
He put down his brush and looked at the kneeling man, "Why are you targeting Yuchuan? It's not the tradition of our Lu family to do our own family."
"Grandpa, how did he tell you?" The man was excited, "Is he still embarrassed to splash dirty water on me? On the first day he joined the company, he opened me for no reason!"
The old man narrowed his eyes, "That was not the first day he joined the company. He took over Junyu Group at the age of fifteen and kept secretly manipulating it."
He raised his eyes to face the old man's gaze, and the man's expression changed.
"So he knew exactly what you did in the company." The old man's tone was faint and his expression was still serious. "Until now, even if you kneel in front of me, you have never sincerely regretted it."
Lu Baichuan's defense line collapsed, and he couldn't hold on his face, so his grandfather knew it clearly?
He helped Yang Yiqing secretly collude with foreign parties in the company...
"This is a letter for you." The old man sighed heavily, "Get up and take it and read it yourself."
The man stood up tremblingly, not daring to look straight into the old man's eyes. He came to the desk and saw the words on it...
"Hold it and read it." The old man's eyes were cold.
He took a step forward, reached out and gently pressed the rice paper on the table, and whispered with his teeth—
"Benefiting oneself and harming others to promote longevity, and accumulate good deeds to gain descendants."
"After reading so many books, do you know what it means?" The old man suppressed his anger. If it weren't for his grandson, he might have sent him to prison.
"Grandpa." Lu Baichuan lowered his head and apologized again, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will definitely accumulate virtue and do good deeds in the future."
But the old man has lived for so many years and is very accurate in his viewing of people and things. Lu Baichuan is different from Lu Yuchuan. He is of the same temperament as his mother Lu Meiling, but he is a little dissatisfied and ambitious.
And Lu Yuchuan's calmness was innate.
"I don't care whether you do good or not, but I hope you can take it upon yourself and be enemies of Lu Yuchuan. That's to go against my grandfather, do you understand?"
After hearing this, the man felt very sad. He truly understood that his status in the Lu family was actually inferior to Lu Yuchuan's toes.
Suddenly, a blood full of hatred surged into his heart and then spread throughout his body. He tried hard to restrain himself.
"If you are willing to resign from Yang Yiqing, you can follow your mother to the branch in the Netherlands and return to Junyu Group. Grandpa is the decision of this matter, and Lu Yuchuan dare not say anything."
But when Lu Baichuan heard these words, he felt extremely funny, and he was so funny.
"Okay, I understand." He had to reply.
The old man didn't want to talk nonsense to him and said without any doubt, "Take this letter away, find someone to frame it, and hang it in your living room. I will see it next time I go there."