Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 899 Reserve it for the strongest person

Shen Zhiyan said: "Whether you are interested or not is up to you. Ling Ye, you are over 30, and I don't reason with you about some things. Over the years, you know my expectations of you better than anyone else. I am old Well, WAST needs a capable person to control it. You are the eldest son of the Shen family and one of my best sons, so you have to bear some responsibilities."

When Shen Zhiyan said these words slowly and vicissitudes of life, for a moment, Shen Lingye's heart was still touched.

No matter how many games and estrangements there have been between father and son, this old man who is over fifty years old is, after all, the man who gave him life.

This time when he came back, Shen Zhiyan didn't pursue his remorse, didn't have any objection to Jiang Xiaonuan and his daughter, and didn't even punish Jiang Ling, whom he secretly created.

——He respects and respects all his compromises, with an unprecedented tolerance.

Shen Lingye knew in her heart that Shen Zhiyan's change was largely due to the fact that he was no longer able to play with himself.He is old, even Shen Lingye has already grown to surpass his father.

However, in Shen Zhiyan's words, Shen Lingye still heard emotions other than helplessness.

That should be a father's pride and comfort for his son.

This is the extremely rare warmth between Shen Zhiyan and Shen Lingye, even though it still seems so calm.

At the end, seeing Shen Lingye standing without speaking, Shen Zhiyan waved his hand wearily, and said, "Think about it these few days, don't rush to reject me, I haven't been back to the company for a long time, go to the headquarters in City B for me tomorrow to see , well, let's go down."

After Shen Lingye left, An Ming entered the room, helped Shen Zhiyan wash and go to bed.

Shen Zhiyan had just recovered from a serious illness, and his body was extremely weak. After helping An Ming to lie on the bed, he sighed rarely, "What did Gu Yun say?"

An Ming tucked the quilt up for him, "He said he will recover if he takes a good rest."

"Hmph," Shen Zhiyan snorted coldly, "Old age is old, and I can't recover. I have sat in this position for so many years, and it's time to let it out."

An Ming said: "Sir, I think the second young master still seems to be ambitious and refuses to admit defeat."

Shen Zhiyan said: "He is not Ling Ye's opponent, so what if he really wins in the end? This position is originally reserved for the strongest person."

An Ming said: "If that's the case, isn't it all in vain for you to train the young master for so many years?"

"Cultivation is necessary, but whether it can be achieved in the end depends on the ability. I naturally hope that Ling Ye will take over my class, but is it important?"

When An Ming heard this, although he agreed with his mouth, he sighed in his heart.

Early the next morning, as soon as Shen Zhiyan arrived at his study among the bamboo forests, he bumped into Shen Lingfeng who had been waiting there for a long time.

He raised his eyelids and looked at him, without saying a word, Shen Lingfeng gave Fei Qing a look, and pushed Shen Zhiyan into the study himself.

"You came to me so early, what's the matter?" Shen Zhiyan asked.

Standing in front of him, Shen Lingfeng said in a deep voice, "Father, this time I'm going to New York, my elder brother said that he doesn't want to participate in the work of the consortium anymore."

Shen Zhiyan's originally half-closed eyelids suddenly lifted, and looked at his third son in front of him.

Shen Lingfeng faced his menacing eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Father, WAST commercial real estate, can you give it to me?"

(End of this chapter)