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Duan Ruting looked at Kuang Zheng and smiled meaningfully: "Then Mr. Kuang, please give me some advice."

Kuang Zheng nodded slightly, meaning "to each other", when his cell phone rang, it was Bao Chan, he sat back on the sofa and connected the phone: "Hello?"

At work, his tone was well controlled, but when Baochan's voice came over: "Brother..."

Kuangzheng's state immediately changed, with a kind of lazy pampering: "Huh?"

Duan Ruting's brows twitched, the dignified president of Wanrong Zhenhui, one second was aggressive, but the next second he suddenly became tough and tender, and she had goosebumps.

"Brother, when are you coming back?" Baochan urged over there.

"Soon," Kuang Zheng glanced at Duan Ruting, lowered his voice, "Miss me?"

The room is not big, and the few people around can hear clearly. Ying Xiaonong has been expressionless since entering this room, and she turned her face away unbearably at this moment.

"Ahem!" Duan Zhao cleared his throat and stared up at the ceiling.

Duan Xiaojun didn't make a sound, and glanced aside uncomfortably.

Duan Ruting looked at the three brothers on the opposite side, each of them had a big idea, you always said something and I said something, but now the reaction is exactly the same, it is the first time that they have a family look.

"It's not out of town," Baochan complained, "Come back tonight."

The corners of Kuangzheng's mouth turned up little by little, and he couldn't hold back: "The car is not easy to drive, and it takes six hours to go back and forth."

There was a moment of silence over there, and he muttered: "So you waited for me at the Emerald Sun for several hours, and I didn't hear you say it was too long."

This is a bit like a wife complaining. Kuangzheng is not the kind of man who is controlled by others, but he is very happy when Baochan takes care of him.

"Come back," Baozhan added, "I'll cook something delicious for you."

Kuang Zheng also wanted to go back, but he had only been at Duan's house for two days, and he hadn't opened up the situation yet: "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest, I'll go back and have dinner with you."

Duan Ruting sat at the tea table next to the case, listening to him on the phone while making tea, extremely irritable.

It wasn't the disgust of being pinned down and eaten a mouthful of dog food, it was Kuangzheng. As long as he was around, there would be a faint unity among the sons of the Duan family, keeping her, the only daughter, out.Not only that, but Kuang Zheng's manly warmth and down-to-earth sense of family made her feel strange, which in turn aroused a kind of curiosity.

Kuang Zheng coaxed a few more words, and handed the phone to Ying Xiaonong: "I want to talk to you."

Duan Ruting didn't expect that not only Zheng Zheng, but also his family members knew the boss.

"Hey," Ying Xiaonong said, the relationship is still very close, "Well, he lives well and eats well..."

Kuang Zheng hurried over and said in a low voice, "You have to say that the food is not as good as his cooking."

Ying Xiaonong rolled her eyes: "... definitely not as comfortable as eating at home."

Kuang Zheng was nearby to supervise, Ying Xiaonong said a few more words, and before he was about to hang up the phone, Duan Zhao added: "Take care of Brother Bao."

After all, it was because of a meal, Ying Xiaonong sent a message for him: "Bring the golden knife to you."

Duan Ruting frowned suddenly, the third child knew them too, and even used a nickname.

"That..." Wherever there is Duan Zhao, there is Duan Xiaojun, "I'll take care of Brother Bao too."

Ying Xiaonong said patiently, "Duan Jun will take care of you too."

Baochan had no impression of Duan Jun's name, so Ying Xiaonong looked at Duan Xiaojun for the first time.

"Add a small one in the middle." Duan Xiaojun was not used to being looked at directly by him, "I use the name outside."

"Oh, Duan Xiaojun." Ying Xiaonong never used his status as the head of the house to make things difficult for others, but he was indifferent, ignoring the family and these so-called younger siblings.

Duan Ruting and them are only six or seven meters apart, but there is a huge gap between them. The elder brother and younger brother on the other side, she is alone here. She felt an invisible pressure.

At this time, the door of the flower hall opened from the outside, and Duan Youxi was pushed in by the old housekeeper in a wheelchair covered with a blanket.

Kuang Zheng hung up the phone, everyone got up at the same time, Duan Youxi glanced over several children, and landed on Ying Xiaonong, his sick eyes lit up, and then he saw Kuang Zheng, a guy like a senior manager, he thought It was from Duan Ruting's side, and he asked sternly, "Are you?"

"Old Duan," Kuang Zheng said politely, "I am Mr. Duan Duo's private banker."

Duan Youxi didn't respond: "Who?"

Kuang Zheng simply said another name: "Ying Xiaonong."

Ying Xiaonong, "The whole world laughs at you for being neither a man nor a woman." This was Duan Youxi's words on the day Duan Duo left home, and he immediately looked at his rebellious eldest son.

Ying Xiaonong still didn't have a good look at this father, so he just nodded.

Duan Youxi's attitude changed, and he became kind to Kuang Zheng: "It's hard work."

Duan Ruting watched the old man's changes with his own eyes, nothing showed on his face, but there was a knife in his heart. She worked so hard since she was a child, clenching her teeth all the time, carrying the group like a man, no matter sad or glorious, her Father never sees it.

"Xiao Duo," the old man only had the elder son in his eyes, "come with me."

The old housekeeper pushed him to turn around, Ying Xiaonong followed, and gave Kuangzheng a wink to let him come along.In the small garden separated by a corridor from the East Flower Hall, in front of the pond full of lotus leaves, Duan Youxi stopped at the place facing the light in front of the gazebo, Ying Xiaonong stood in front, and Kuang Zheng stood far away beside the water.

"Didn't you say you won't take over?" The old man turned his head and squinted his eyes. "How did you find the private bank?"

Ying Xiaonong was most annoyed by his complacency and ignored him.

"You boy," the old man laughed, "You are out here alone and even have private money, you deserve to be my son."

"It's just friends," Ying Xiaonong said truthfully, "I only know how to sing."

The word "play" brought the relationship between father and son back to freezing point. Duan Youxi turned cold, while Ying Xiaonong looked at the wild birds in the lotus pond: "Let the second take over."

Duan Youxi raised his eyes: "Nonsense!"

"She understands the group," Ying Xiaonong reasoned with him, "she is the most suitable candidate."

But the old man was unreasonable: "Impossible."

Ying Xiaonong was angry: "You let me take care of it, I don't understand anything, I don't even know how many suppliers the head office has!"

"Learn from scratch if you don't know!" The old man was more angry than him, "Isn't it just dozens of companies, and I am willing to lose them all in your hands!"

"You are fooling around!" Among the many children in the Duan family, only Ying Xiaonong dared to talk to the old man like that, "Aiyin is not yours alone, but also my mother's hard work!"

"It's your mother's hard work," Duan Youxi said in his heart, "Those little ones are not qualified to take it!"

Ying Xiaonong stared at him, and turned up his cards: "My mother's hard work must not fail."

Duan Youxi was silent.

Ying Xiaonong said again: "Leave it to the second child."

Duan Youxi answered heartlessly: "She is a woman."

What's wrong with women, why are women worse than men?Ying Xiaonong provoked: "I am a fake woman on stage," he said mercilessly to himself, "I am worse than a woman."

Duan Youxi's face turned pale immediately, as if he was suffering the pain of cutting out his heart, his hands on the blanket trembled: "I don't care about your... hobbies, as long as you go home."

Ying Xiaonong has never seen him like this before, admitting defeat, losing, bowing his head, is it cancer that took away his arrogance?Or do you have to compromise with your children when you are old?

Duan Youxi began to cough and struggled to breathe. Ying Xiaonong hurried up and held his shoulders.

"Let me see you every day," the old man said, "don't let me go with regrets, you obviously..." He held Ying Xiaonong's hand on his shoulder, "You are my favorite child."

Ying Xiaonong's eyes suddenly became hot, as if a lemon had been squeezed in his nasal cavity, tears were about to fall in a second, he withdrew his hand abruptly, turned and left.

Kuang Zheng watched him hurrying to the other side of the lotus pond, thought for a while, and walked around the winding gravel road to the gazebo.

Old Man Duan's complexion was very poor, like a candle, sluggish in the bright sunlight.

Kuangzheng walked up to him, picked up a flat stone from the grass, and sat on it with his trousers stretched out so that the old man could look down on him.

Duan Youxi watched his actions, such a decent young man was willing to sit on the ground in such a state of embarrassment, and he had a rough judgment in his heart: "If you say the same thing as Duan Duo, then you can avoid it."

If it's really the same, in fact, Kuang Zheng's suggestion for the second child's succession was made by Kuang Zheng: "Mr. Duan, Xiao Nong..."

His name is Xiaonong Duan Duo, and Duan Youxi immediately asked, "Do you know each other very well?"

Kuang Zheng smiled: "To tell you the truth, last July, you went to the Peking Opera Troupe in the old city to look for Xiao Nong through Wanrong's Bai Yinwu, and I was the one who did it."

Duan Youxi narrowed his eyes and looked at him against the light.

"Not only that, when I was doing M&A in Wanrong's investment banking department, Duan Xiaojun was brought out by me alone," Kuang Zheng said proudly, "He is now a mature M&A analyst."

Duan Youxi was surprised, the fourth child was indeed handed over to Wan Rong, and Bai Yinwu said that this kid found a capable master himself, and it turned out that he was the person in front of him.

"The third son, Duan Zhao, I call him Jin Dao, he is my vice president in charge of art investment," Kuang Zheng concluded, "Your sons are all very good."

No, Duan Youxi understood that they met excellent people.

"As for Xiao Nong, when he called me to come, he didn't talk about property inheritance." Kuang Zheng looked at Duan Youxi sincerely. "He was talking about family continuation."

Family continuation, Duan Youxi blinked his old eyes, as if he was touched.

"The founder of the Mitsui Group said that he would rather have a daughter than a son."

Duan Youxi coughed and breathed with difficulty: "Why?"

"Because if my son is an asshole, there is nothing I can do," Kuang Zheng replied with a smile, "If it is a daughter, we can choose the best husband for her."

Duan Youxi also smiled, but he shook his head: "The child born to my daughter is not named Duan, even if the surname is Duan, there is not much blood on my body."

"Mr. Duan, I work in private banking, and I have seen too many ups and downs," such as Dong Daxing of Millennium and Fang Chengcheng of Dongchuan. "Money, enterprises, assets, all of these may disappear overnight , " Kuang Zheng said earnestly, "Only the family can pass it on for a long time."

Wealth can only last forever if it is attached to a united family.

"The Rothschild family has been passed down for 200 years, the Rockefeller family has lasted for six generations, and the Hermès family has more than 1000 members. To keep the family's hard work, you should not choose a favorite person, but choose a suitable one... "

Before Kuang Zheng finished speaking, Duan Youxi suddenly covered his chest, panting rapidly, and seemed to be accompanied by sharp pain, his whole face contracted together.

"Mr. Duan!" Kuang Zheng stood up, carried him off the wheelchair, and at the same time shouted to the other side of the pond, "Xiao Nong—!"