I'm a god-level boss

Chapter 113 Preference [Second update]

"Ah? What game team? Does it mean fighting?" Lin Feglai was shocked when he heard this. He was deeply hurt by the word "war" because his proud youngest son died on the battlefield. Above, the body was wrapped in horse leather, and the body was not even buried in the ancestral grave, but was buried in the Martyrs Cemetery.To see him every year, you have to travel a long way to the Martyrs Cemetery.

"Dad, as I said, it's a game. It's for playing games. Computer games." Lin Dong couldn't help but sigh. His old father was careless and confused.

"Games? Oh! Are you talking about the kind of entertainment that is played on the computer? There is nothing wrong with that." Lin Feglai's answer surprised Lin Dong.

This is too discriminatory!

His grandson went to engage in artistic creation and became a painter. He said that his grandson was not doing his job properly and would not inherit the family business. He scolded him for most of half a year.Even now I talk about it with gnashing of teeth. How come my little brother’s grandson goes to play games and he actually says there’s nothing wrong with it?

"Dad, are you too..." Lin Dong wanted to protest, but Lin Fenglai gave him a hard look.

"I just found Zhao'er. As a great-grandfather, I support whatever he wants to do!" Faced with the quarrel between these two old men, whose average age was over 70 years old, Lin Zhao was frightened.

"Um, great grandpa, great grandpa, actually this is also a profession for me. Those of us who play in the team can enter the national league and the global league. In about ten days, the national league will be launched. I want to participate then, do you want to Come and see?" When he thought that Grandpa Qing Ling would come to support Qing Ling, Lin Zhao really hoped to get the support and recognition of his relatives.

"Ah? Can we still play the game? We must go!" Lin Feglai said with excitement, looking like a complete old naughty boy like Qing Lao.

"I don't have time. I have a lot of things to do in the company every day." Lin Dong said with a cold face. Are you kidding? He earns tens of millions every minute.Going to watch the game?What a mess!
"Zhao'er asked you to go, but you, the great grandfather, still don't go! Do you act like an elder? Come with me!" The great grandfather's words directly made Lin Donghan's face tremble.

I felt so aggrieved that I couldn't say it out loud.

"Also, you are over 70. It's time to stop and enjoy your old age. Let your art-loving grandson put away the paintings he has and come back to inherit the company. He has been painting for three or four years and has nothing to show for it. What's the point? What future can there be? Come back and inherit the family business." Lin Feglai said something again, and Lin Dong completely collapsed.

"No! Dad, he is not just having a fight with other people. He is painting Chinese painting, which requires time to accumulate." Lin Dong tried to communicate with Lin Feglai, but he didn't expect that Lin Feglai didn't know how to do it at all. Listen, it sounds like it's going in one ear and out the other. Lin Dong is also angry and doesn't know what to say.

"Besides, don't you think that Zhao'er should be allowed to put down his games and train him to succeed the company?" Lin Dong tentatively suggested.

Unexpectedly, the mention of Lin Zhao seemed to kill Lin Feglai.

He raised his eyes and glared at his son fiercely, "Why do you dislike my Zhao'er just after he was found? Let him do such tiring work? Your grandson graduated from Stanford's Department of Finance and is going to inherit the family business. What's wrong? My Zhao'er is a hard-working kid who went out to work after graduating from high school. What's wrong with doing something he likes? "

Hearing the conversation between these two people, Lin Zhao was more horrified than the other.

What is the origin of this great grandfather?
What inheritance company?And what about Stanford University.

This was something he hadn't even dared to think about before.

And inherit the company?With his diploma, he is looked down upon even for playing games. He has never gone to college. How can he work in that kind of company?Isn't that fatal?
"Grandpa, grandpa, please stop arguing." Lin Zhao sighed helplessly and acted as peacemaker.

"Hmph! Not half as good as Ah Qing!" Lin Feglai snorted arrogantly, folding his hands across his chest and not looking at his eldest son who was always arguing with him.

Lin Dong couldn't laugh or cry, and finally drove to the hospital during the quarrel.

Originally, visits to the hospital were not allowed during lockdown hours.

But as soon as his great-grandfather arrived, he directly asked Lin Dong to go through the ward upgrade procedures, and upgraded Lin Ming's ward to a VIP single ward.So we could go directly to visit. When my great-grandfather saw Lin Ming lying on the hospital bed, tears shone in his eyes.

Because Lin Ming looked a lot like Lin Qing's wife. Seeing this face, some of the persistence in his heart that he couldn't let go disappeared.

"This is..." It was almost time for curfew, but two strangers he didn't know at all came pouring into the room.This made Lin Ming a little surprised. What was even worse was that the nurse pushed him to a higher-end ward.

This ward is so high-end that it has everything you need. It's almost like a private apartment.

"Dad, this is my great-grandfather, also known as your grandfather, and this is the great-grandfather, also known as your uncle." The nurse helped Lin Ming change the bed and left, leaving the space for their family.

Lin Zhao introduced them.

Lin Ming was stunned for a while, and finally waved directly to his son.

"Where did you find someone to make me happy? Our great-grandfather passed away a long time ago. He disappeared when I was a child." Lin Ming lowered his voice and talked to Lin Zhao.

"This is... my grandfather's father." The corner of Lin Zhao's mouth twitched, and Lin Ming finally realized it.

Looking at Lin Feglai and Lin Dong in surprise, they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"you……"

"Child, we have been looking for you for so many years, but there is no clue. Until a few days ago, your cousin helped me find your whereabouts, and your uncle and I came here non-stop. For so many years, you have been living outside. , I have made you suffer." Seeing the bandage on Lin Ming's head and the fact that there was no good spot on his body, Lin Feglai almost felt distressed to death.

"Um...I'm fine, grandpa." The old man was already this old, but he still ran out to look for him. Lin Ming would be lying if he said he wasn't moved.

My heart seemed to warm up all of a sudden. The heart that was broken by the Lin family became more and more relieved as I talked with Lin Feglai and Lin Dong.

Late at night, almost around ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Dong urged Lin Feglai to go to the hotel to sleep. If he had anything to do, he could come over tomorrow to continue talking to Lin Ming.

Lin Ming thought it was right, so he quickly urged Lin Feglai to go to bed.

"Well, okay, I'll go to bed first, and you can recover well. If it doesn't work, just transfer to the Imperial Capital. If you want to go to any hospital in the Imperial Capital, grandpa will arrange it for you." Great Grandpa's words Lin Ming was flattered to hear that.

(End of this chapter)