Leng Youchen, with a thin lip and a slight hook, quietly took back his sight and continued: "the development of the Nordic market is very smooth. I have sent someone to contact me. I will go there in person at the end of the year."

"Well, saner, I always believe in your ability. No matter what you do, Grandpa will support you." Leng Aotian looked at Leng Youchen with 100% trust and love.

"Puff" sound.

The conversation between them stopped and looked at Wei Anning, who was choking to the side.

Wei Anning almost buried her head under the table. It's really impolite for her now. But saner? Leng Youchen's nickname is actually san'er. Oh, she can't help laughing and cramping her stomach.

What to do? She can't help it.

She reached up and grabbed the paper towel on the table. Leng Youchen saw this and felt helpless. He drew two paper towels and stuffed them into her hand.

Wei Anning quickly wiped the soup stains on his face and coughed several times before reluctantly pulling down the rising corners of his mouth. He looked up calmly and smiled at the old man staring at her. "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm rude."

Leng Aotian only looked at her, then took back his eyes and continued to discuss the future development direction of emperor Ao group with Leng Youchen.

Dior group has been stagnant for six years. During these six years, many emerging industries have sprung up, such as online game companies and shopping platforms. If Dior group does not keep pace with the times, it will only be swallowed up by the times.

At this time when there is an urgent need to change the strategy, Leng Yanbai and Yigan's old department all stubbornly stick to their former glory, which is the most key reason for Leng Aotian to give up Leng Yanbai to inherit the family.

After a meal, Wei Anning just ate, because she really couldn't get in.

Finally she got up, Leng Youchen stopped and looked back at her, "where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom." Wei Anning turned and went out.

Leng Youchen watched her back disappear behind the door. He looked back and saw grandpa staring at him. His heart was slightly cold, "Grandpa."

"San'er, you have planned to be with her for the rest of your life?" Leng Aotian was also young. He could see that saner looked at Wei Anning with a feeling of forbearance.

That kind of attention from time to time, even he didn't notice it.

Leng Youchen frowned, "Grandpa, I struggled and resisted, but I found that I couldn't gouge her out of my heart. In that case, let's be together. "

"Even if she will do something to hurt you in the future, you don't intend to let go?"

"We can't tell what the future will be like. Life is changeable. I just want to live in the present and try to seize everything that belongs to me." Leng Youchen's tone was determined. If he recognized this person in his heart, he would not change easily.

Leng Aotian sighed and played with the Yellow wattle stick at hand. "I'll keep this stick for you. Grandpa is not unreasonable. Grandpa also hopes you will be happy."

"Quiet, this child has a bad character, but she is very intelligent. If she focuses on you, she is enough to be the head mother of the Leng family. But she is still young and needs to be honed. "

Leng Youchen understood that grandpa was going to accept silence.

"Thank grandpa for his trust."

"Since you are in love with each other, you should have a child early. At my age, I don't need anything else, just a great grandson."

Leng Youchen said with a smile, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will put the creation plan on the agenda."

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