The Yang Fuji family was no longer as stern as before. Yang Junhao felt relieved and walked over slowly.

There are only two chairs in the study room. There used to be one chair, and I don’t know when the Yang Fu family had another chair brought in.

"Dad, just tell me if you have anything to do." Yang Junhao didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of his father, and behaved like a seven-year-old child.

"You are already so old. When I talked about you with your mother the other day, I decided to give you a branch to manage, so that you can calm down and learn how to run a business. How can you run around all day?" Yang Fujia put down the book.

, said with seriousness and sincerity.

"Dad! My second uncle has already told me, did you have a sudden whim or something?" Yang Junhao still felt that something happened suddenly. He rarely took over the company's affairs, so it was a bit too hasty to suddenly let him manage all the affairs of the branch.

, a branch company must have at least several hundred employees, and it is not that easy to manage.

"Let's put it that way! You can't do anything just idle all day long! Besides, our family's property will be handed over to you sooner or later. Do you want to waste half of my hard work on me?" The Yang Fuji family saw that his attitude was not correct, and in an instant

Somewhat dissatisfied.

"No! I mean I have no experience in this area at all. I'm afraid I won't be able to run the business well." Yang Junhao told the truth, frowning.

Yang Fujia stood up, walked a few steps, regained his usual stern expression, and said in a trembling voice: "Have you failed in your studies in the past few years? Of course I have my own reasons for letting you learn business management! How many times have I told you

, have you never heard of it? Graduates are eager to have the opportunity to show off their skills, but now that I have given you a platform, you are restrained? When I was your age, I was thinking about doing business all day long. What about you now?

You've been wandering around all day long! Are you the son of my Yang Fu family?"

Yang Junhao's heart skipped a beat, his father was scolding him, he also hated iron, and he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

"Dad! I'm really afraid of getting screwed up. How about you send a strong hand to assist me?" Yang Junhao said in a low voice because he lacked confidence.

"No! It doesn't matter if it's a branch. I'll give it all to you. You can use it as a training ground. Even if the business is really going to collapse, there's still me! Just work hard and use your ideas to run the business boldly." Yang

Fujia sighed and sat down again.

Yang Junhao secretly looked at his father, always feeling that he was acting strange today, which was not normal to say the least.

Father Yang Fujia has always managed the company cautiously, not to mention a branch worth hundreds of millions, but even a small platform is cautious, for fear that the operation will not be successful and it will be abandoned.

And now he actually gives a branch company to his son for gambling-style training without providing assistance to the company's elites. It is really abnormal.

"Junhao! As a man, you have to stand upright and be strategic. The reason why I don't give you help is because I want you to use your own brain and make your own decisions. Maybe a good helper can make it easier for you, but we don't need others to make suggestions.

This company is our own, and of course we have to run it ourselves! You also know many examples. Helpers are of course very useful, but if a fool only listens to other people's suggestions and does nothing himself, then all his things may fall into the hands of others.

hand, and that person is the so-called best helper." Yang Fujia patted his son's shoulder lovingly. In the past, he only regarded his son as a child, but now, he needs Junhao to take responsibility.

The rich generation has huge wealth that is hard to come by, but the speed of ruin for future generations will far exceed the difficult process and time of management.

Everyone hopes that the money kingdom they have built can benefit future generations, but no one is sure that it can really be done.

"Dad! I promise you, I will manage it well!" Yang Jun stood up suddenly, as if he understood his father's good intentions at this moment, and he was really no longer a child.

Yang Fujia nodded with satisfaction, motioned for him to sit down, and then said: "I will not participate, and you don't have to ask me about everything, unless the company is about to collapse. You are luckier than many of your peers. You should be lucky that our family

You need to pass on the assets to benefit all generations."

"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Yang Junhao felt more and more that something was wrong. It seemed that his father was deliberately hiding something, and he just wouldn't say it.

"It's nothing! We haven't had a good talk for a long time, and I want to talk to you." Yang Fujia lit up a top-quality Yellow Crane Tower, then pushed the cigarette case over and said solemnly: "You don't have to be constrained by me.

, your kid never smokes around me, but your sister-in-law told me that when Du Feng gave you a cigarette, you caught it. Men who don’t smoke or drink will often be unsociable and ignored by others. "

Yang Junhao nodded, grabbed the cigarette case and took out a cigarette. As his father said, he had never smoked in front of his parents when he was so old.

"By the way! Have you seen Du Feng during this time?" Seeing that their son seemed unwilling to talk to him, the Yang Fujia family had no choice but to talk about other topics.

Growing up, he seemed to be too demanding on many aspects of him, so that Yang Junhao was born with a sense of distance from him. Yang Fujia realized this, and he decided to show himself as a loving father in the future.

"I just came back from Ben R, and he is currently in Ben R!" When Du Feng was mentioned, Yang Junhao was no longer restrained and replied with a smile.

"Why is he running around? What is he doing here again?" The Yang Fuji family knows very little about Du Feng. Except for the time when Du Feng rescued him and the subsequent visit to the prison, they have never seen him again.

We didn't even have a good conversation.

"He is a special soldier! It is said that he is also a soldier king. You may only know that he used to be a criminal policeman. In fact, I only learned a lot of things after I went to R." Yang Junhao likes to talk about people named Du Feng.

Things, Du Feng is a mountain, at least in his opinion.

"Did he go on a mission? No wonder he is so powerful!" Yang Fujia clicked his tongue repeatedly, nodded slightly and continued: "This person is very good, Junhao! You have to understand how to get along with others. Some people need to be in close contact with each other.

Just like Du Feng, you can't miss such a good friend."

"I know, he takes good care of me. I call him Uncle Feng, but actually he and I are like brothers." Yang Junhao smiled, it was rare for his father to give such a high evaluation to a person.

"I must see him when he comes back. The favor has not been repaid, and I don't like to owe favors." Thinking of the night Du Feng rescued him, Yang Fujia sighed. He was too busy and couldn't spare any time.

Time to busy with these human relationships.

"Okay! I will bring him to see you when he comes back." Yang Junhao promised. Du Feng also said that if he wanted to visit, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Go and get busy! I'll read for a while." Yang Fujia waved his hand, indicating that he wanted to be alone for a while.

Yang Junhao was puzzled. His father just said that he wanted to have a good talk with him, so why did he suddenly seem to be driving him away? Father and son rarely have a heart-to-heart talk, and the opportunity is really rare.

Yang Fujia's attitude was very tough and he didn't give him a chance to ask. He waved his hand again and said in a deep voice: "Go! Close the door for me by the way."

Yang Junhao stood up and agreed, silently walked out of the study, and closed the door gently.

The footsteps in the corridor got farther and farther. Yang Fujia hurriedly took out a towel from the desk drawer, blocked his mouth and nose with the towel, and coughed hard.

He seemed to be afraid of being heard. Even though he coughed violently, his voice was very quiet.

When the towel was opened, there was a pool of dark red blood.

Yang Fu opened a bottle of medicine, drank it with water, and silently shook his head.

Yang Junhao returned to his mother, but Mrs. Yang was still watching TV. A Korean drama was like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long.

"How is it? Did your dad say anything to you?" Seeing Yang Junhao come in, and his face was not as livid as before, presumably he was not scolded this time, Mrs. Yang asked with a smile.

"It's just some trivial matters. My dad asked me to run the branch and didn't give me an assistant. Mom, I really don't know what to do." Yang Junhao sat down. He never had to restrain himself in front of his mother. He has grown up and has countless

Every time I make a mistake, my mother handles it behind my back. My mother is always kind and approachable.

"Oh! You should work hard and don't let your father down." Mrs. Yang handed over a plate of fruit and said with a smile.

"Mom! Why do I feel like there is something wrong with my dad? Is there something wrong with him?" Thinking of his father's change, Yang Junhao was still puzzled.

In the past, his father was full of courage. Besides, he was less than fifty years old now. Why did he suddenly let his son, who had been wandering for twenty years, to calm down and start managing the company? You must know that at the dinner table with friends, Yang

After being drunk, Fujia personally told his friends that as long as he was not an old fool, he would not let his son interfere with the company's affairs, and let him have a few years! After all, now is the time to have fun, and youth should not be wasted. Managing the company is really a waste.

Life is a waste of brainpower.

This was what Yang Fujia said at the dinner table last year. Yang Junhao was also present at the time and heard it clearly.

"What can happen to your dad? I guess he has reached menopause and may have more things to think about. After all, you are already in your twenties. You should calm down and do something." Mrs. Yang kept thinking.

Smile, even though her son is a carefree rich young man in the eyes of others, she doesn't think so. As a mother, she knows better than anyone what kind of person Yang Junhao is.

"I will do my best! I can definitely do better." Yang Junhao once again vowed to his mother. He didn't want her to worry about him.

"Okay! Whether a company makes progress depends entirely on whether its profits and interests increase. Although I don't care about the company's affairs, I am sorting out the income of each branch. I want to see if you can lead the branch to a higher level.

The height." Mrs. Yang nodded with satisfaction, feeling very comfortable.

"But, Mom, I need to go to R-Japan and take over the affairs of the branch when I come back. I don't dare to tell my dad about this. Can you tell me about it?" Yang Junhao used coquettish tactics, at least in front of his mother.

They are all considered children.

"What are you going to do there? When will you go?" Mrs. Yang was slightly stunned. She had no good impression of r.

Yang Junhao stood up and said with a smile: "That's it now! Someone is waiting for me! I'm going to the airport now."
Chapter completed!