Qin Ye complained in his heart. In the final analysis, it is also your responsibility. Who said that your genes are not as good as Uncle Cheng's, so the son you gave birth to is not as smart as others.
However, his face was still filled with that signature sunny smile, pretending to be extremely respectful, nodding and saying: "Yes, I will definitely learn more from Brother Chen... learn from him how to do business, learn from him how to marry a beautiful woman
My wife, learn from him how to give birth to a lovely son... Dad, are you satisfied with this?"
Qin Jingtian glanced at him and patted his head with some dissatisfaction, "It's not serious, I'm telling you seriously."
Qin Ye curled his lips, a little helpless, and pretended to be pitiful: "I am indeed the least status in this family. No one will believe anything I say."
"Since you want to establish some prestige, then make some achievements and make everyone look at you with admiration. Make yourself look like a man."
Qin Ye was depressed, could dad stop giving me pears all the time?
Your son makes me sick to my stomach after eating it. I'm afraid he will die young if he continues to eat it.
You can't take pity on my poor seedling!
He was most afraid of staying in such an atmosphere, so he secretly rang his cell phone, pretended to answer the call and walked to the terrace.
After a while, there were footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Cheng Haochen.
Cheng Haochen looked at his dull eyes, smiled softly, and put his hand on his shoulder.
Before coming, Qin Jingtian communicated with him in advance, hoping that he could do a good job in Qin Ye's ideological work.
After all, they have the same background and have played together since childhood. Qin Ye might be able to listen to what he said.
"Aye, actually you can't blame Uncle Qin for always putting pressure on you... As a father, he has worked hard for most of his life to build a country. Of course he hopes that his efforts can be passed on to the next generation, and he also hopes that his career can be passed on to the next generation.
A generation brings a better life, and I hope it will be carried forward in the hands of his children, worthy of his hard work for most of his life."
Qin Ye glanced at Cheng Haochen faintly, then looked at the deep night sky, falling into silence.
After a long time, he said slowly, "But I'm not interested in doing business."
"In addition to traveling around the world, what kind of work are you interested in?"
Qin Ye was startled for a moment, his eyes flashed, but he didn't know how to answer.
He has been living a life of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food. He has never thought about this problem.