When Xu Jin returned to the office, she was completely relieved. She was actually hit by President Jing! Is this luck too bad?
But Mr. Jing didn't blame her, so is this luck considered good?
Xu Jin hugged the kitten and happily smoothed it out, "Bubu, Bubu." He called his name lightly.
The kitten was very gentle and responded with a "meow~".
Huo family, Shengwan Manor with an excellent environment.
The elegant castle-style huge building is planted with Mama Huo’s favorite roses. These are well-known varieties from abroad. They have been cultivated very successfully and bloom beautifully.
A manor, a deep place.
This is a gift from Huo Dad Huo Shiyao to Huo Mom Murong Lanjuan. It took seven years to build what it is today. It is quiet here, as if it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, but the location is also excellent.
In this season when everything is revived, the air is filled with the fragrance of roses, which can easily bring people a good mood.
In the huge yard, under the long corridor.
Huo Shiyao, who was drinking tea, looked at the open-air swimming pool not far away. His eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked worried.
I just watched my son jump and jump into the swimming pool again.
The soft sunlight shone through the gaps on the top of the corridor and fell on the middle-aged man. Although there were traces of time on his face, it seemed to be more attractive than when he was young.
Murong Lanjuan, wearing a cheongsam, walked towards this side in high heels.
She has an elegant posture and is a woman with gentle personality and excellent temperament.
Recently, my husband and son seem to be in a cold war. Although there is no quarrel, I feel that something is obviously lateral between them. The woman is stuck in the middle and doesn’t know what to do.
Seeing his wife walking towards this side, Huo Shiyao came back to his senses. He put down his overlapping legs and stretched his eyebrows, "Lan Juan."
"Shiyao, actually I have thought about it seriously these days. Just Jun Yue wants to return to the laboratory, I want to talk to you."
The woman sat down in the chair and thoughtfully, "Of course this is not what he meant, and he did not ask me to do anything for him."
Huo Shiyao didn't say anything, but just looked at his wife with gentle eyes, willing to listen to her opinion.
The elegant middle-aged woman looked towards the swimming pool and spoke softly, "Since he doesn't want to manage the company anymore, you are still young and can manage it yourself. It's better...to fulfill him, don't force him."
"It doesn't matter whether he fights the company or not. I can return to the company as chairman and take over all matters."
Huo Shiyao is still young, in his fifties and sixties, and is still in good health. It is a good time to work hard in the mall, with experience and connections.
He said worriedly, "But I have only one son. He wants to be a professor from Renhua College, which means leading his team back to the laboratory. You also know that if you do a laboratory, you are afraid of it."
After hearing this, Murong Lanjuan couldn't help feeling solemn.
The husband said, "Even if he succeeded 999 times, as long as he failed once, we would have no son."
"..." Lan Juan was silent, and a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes.
This is a selfish consideration from a father's perspective, and it is also an instinct.
He explained, "I didn't have to let him take over the company. He didn't like to leave, but he couldn't do such a dangerous thing anymore."
My son graduated from the Department of Chemistry at Stanford University in the United States. This is the best chemistry department in the world. He was only admitted by the top-notch people at the time.
During the years when Junyue was in school, Huo Shiyao was always worried. It can be said that he had never slept peacefully.
"But he has loved chemistry since he was a child and has a talent that is different from ordinary people." Murong Lanjuan accepted his fate, "If it were not for the efforts of talents like them, the most urgent problems in the 21st century society would never be solved. Husband, you believe