The rich and the cold play love: the stupid maid

Chapter 52 The Desire for Money 1
This young president has gained a firm foothold in the domestic business world, and has become the object of everyone's optimism, and has become a turbulent figure all of a sudden.

Yes, now he is indeed back, back to the familiar place, standing in this office, looking at his father in front of him.

Pulling back his thoughts, he looked at his father in front of him and asked in the same tone:

"What's the matter with me?"

Feng Zhanyi has never liked to attend company meetings, and has never attended. His father is not unaware of this.

This time I suddenly asked myself like this, presumably something must have happened.

Feng Lao was busy flipping through the documents on his desk, without looking up, he said:
"You take a good rest these two days and prepare to officially take over the Feng Group."

What?Take over Feng's Group?This is the painstaking effort he has been working on for many years, why is it so reassuring to hand it over to him now?Isn't he afraid that the hard work of the five generations of Feng's Group will be ruined by him?With doubts, he opened his mouth and said:

"why?"

"Because you are my son."

"Do you think I'm going to believe you're an emotional person?"

He clearly knew that if his strength was not enough, his father would definitely hand over the position of "boss" of the family to his cousin Feng Shaoyang, that ambitious man.

In fact, what he doesn't know is that his father is indeed an emotional person, but the love and affection for him over the years have been deeply hidden in his heart. If he doesn't demand more from his son, I'm afraid that after he grows up, it will be the wrong love for him.

Affection is the last thing a businessman should have.If others know about it, they will definitely use this to attack, so how can he gain a foothold in business?
So Feng Zhanyi's father hid his love for his son in his heart.Seeing Feng Zhanyi asking himself this, he paused for a moment, then continued:

"I will come to work officially in a week, and I will hand over the handover to the assistant. I believe that seven days is enough for you to rest and digest the information and situation of the company."

"I see." A trace of loneliness flashed across Feng Zhanyi's eyes, and then turned cold again, even if he expected his father to say a word of approval to him, it was still out of reach.

For his orders, he can only obey and acquiesce, and cannot resist. He must remember that he is the sixth generation heir of the Feng family, and then shoulder the responsibilities on his shoulders.

"Okay, you go down." The dialogue is mechanical, tasteless.

Feng Zhanyi put his hands into his pockets, without any expression on his face, he just walked towards the door.

The moment he closed the door, he suddenly heard his father say:
"I'm old, some things are beyond my control, don't let me down..."

He then watched his father's coherent movements of flipping through the documents, as if he had an illusion, but the look in his father's eyes made him firm in his heart.

It was destined that Feng Zhanyi was his son, so he had to live like him, for the sake of the whole family.

The most exclusive hotel in the city is decorated gorgeously, with flowers everywhere, and the welcoming lady smiles at everyone who comes here.

(End of this chapter)