"How can he manage a company with such a wasteful disposition? Aren't you fooling around by running that branch for him?"
Old man Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Feng.
"That is my private property, not under the group."
The temple of Jiangfeng must not jump lightly.
"Even if it is your private property, it belongs to the Jiang family."
Mr. Jiang put the brush heavily on the table. He replied coldly.
"What? You mean, my things belong to the Jiang family, so I can't give them to my grandson? Jiang Feng, Wucheng is your son and our grandson, so why can't I give them to him?"
Jiang Feng's eyes were full of anger. He said bluntly.
"Dad, don't you forget that Jiang Wucheng is already a waste man? He has no fertility, and he is a waste man. Instead of giving your private property to him as a waste, you might as well give it to Qingning. You know Qingling's ability, and she won't let you down if you give her all your things..."
Old man Jiang shouted angrily and interrupted Jiang Feng.
"That's enough... You are always talking about Qing Ning, and you never put Wu Cheng in your heart. Wu Cheng is also your son. I gave everything of the Jiang family to Qing Ning. Isn't that enough? Even if Wu Cheng loses his fertility, he still has the blood of my Jiang family..."
"Do you think that if he has no ability to extend his descendants, I will veto everything he has? This is unfair to him..."
Jiang Feng was silent. He looked at old man Jiang in a daze.
"Dad, don't you forget the bastards he used to do?"
Mr. Jiang sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows wearily.
"He did something wrong in the past, but during this period, he has changed a lot. He has been seriously correcting his mistakes... We can't, don't give him a chance to correct them?"
"Now he doesn't go to the bar and women don't play anymore. He stays with me all day and takes care of me thoughtfully. When you and Qing Ning are so busy that I am seriously ill and hospitalized, he takes care of me."
"I am a man, and my heart is not made of stone. He is so filial to me. How can I be ruthless to him? Jiang Feng, did you make mistakes when you were young? If you made mistakes and I didn't give you a chance to kick you into hell, did you ever have today's glory?"
"Isn't it enough for the company to give you and lime? Do you want to plunder all that belongs to fog city?"
Jiang Feng's eyes flickered with hesitation.
He stepped back a few steps and was at a loss what to do.
"Dad, have you made a decision?"
Mr. Jiang nodded: "no matter who comes to ask, I am the answer."
Jiang Feng pulled his lips and smiled in a low voice.
"OK, I see. I hope dad, you won't regret it in the future..."
"I won't regret it. I never regret my decision." Old man Jiang stared at Jiang Feng with deep eyes: "about fog city and Song Hong, I hope one day, you won't regret it."
Jiang Feng's face became ugly after hearing this.
He hardly dared to go to see old Jiang. His eyes flickered and he staggered out of the study.
When Jiang Feng came to the corner of the corridor, he stumbled and hit his shoulder against the wall next to him.