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  Yang's old man is actually not stupid. Not only is he not stupid, but he can even be said to be clever. With such a large family business in his hands, if he were really stupid, he wouldn't have become a billionaire.

  Apart from the unexpected news of Little Hu entering the palace, Old Man Yang really didn't know anything else. Other things, such as the contradictions between his own son and adopted son, or the thoughts of his previous and current wives, all the way to the seventh generation, were all clear as day in Old Man Yang's eyes.

  But knowing is knowing, Old Man Yang didn't plan on intervening. The seventh wife values wealth over people, which is normal, who made him rich anyway? Anyway, Old Man Yang himself also only looks at appearances and not substance, both sides take what they need, no one can say the other is vulgar.

  Is the oil bottle pointing fingers at his own son?! Boys need to be tempered, anyway, the eighth one is about to take office, and Xiaowu's family can still make a final effort before leaving to help his son test the waters. If he can't even handle this little rascal, how can he trust himself to hand over such a large group to his own son?! Not being ruthless enough will eventually lead to being eaten alive, not even leaving bones behind.

  So, under the intentional indulgence and training of Old Man Yang, and also under the intentional active concealment of Yang Zhan, certain situations were tacitly maintained by everyone without being broken.

  Besides, Old Yang actually really wants to see who among those with ulterior motives would dare to set up an opposing platform for his son after he has already announced that his own son will be the next successor?

  A big and a small, two yin people, father and son, tacitly took the stage, causing misunderstandings for many people and bringing hope. Originally, everyone played their own roles without interfering with each other, but this also requires certain prerequisites, such as not leaving any stains behind, and not making things too big...

  Just as Yang Jian's front foot had just been taken away by the police, Yang Lao's back foot received a special report - someone tried to throw this interrogation record into the prince's personal file, and was discovered on the spot.

  From the interrogation records, further investigation was conducted on the recent whereabouts of the son, and it was found that he not only lost face by being beaten up by thugs, but also dared to play with unmarried women, and finally got involved in a homicide case... Seeing his own son's misfortune, Yang Lao couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat, thinking that it would be better to call him back first. Training is one thing, but it can't be too harsh.

  ……

  "This is my dad... and this is my boss." Yang Zhen ended up following the man in the suit home, as if he also felt that many things were much simpler when his family intervened.

  It's not that I don't allow going out occasionally, but it can't be let the little oil bottles outside be too arrogant. When it's time to show up, you still have to show up from time to time, otherwise a group of blind people won't recognize who is the master.

  Yang Lao didn't expect his son to bring a woman home, and although he had good psychological quality, he was still stunned for a few seconds after hearing the introduction: "Boss?!"

  Feng Xiaoxiao was also puzzled and thought for a moment before probing Yang Hu with a question: "Are you referring to... Tian Ting Entertainment Co., Ltd.?"

  "......" Yang Yan hesitated for half a minute: "I mean you should open that pottery shop soon."

  Yang Lao's expression changed to one of unacceptable shock, clutching his heart, while this time it was Feng Xiaoxiao who was choked: "Really?!?"

  Not only could Feng Xiaoxiao not understand why such a big shot prince would come to her small shop to work, but Yang Lao also couldn't understand.

  Look left, right, up and down, sizing up his own son. He doesn't seem to be out of his mind, nor does he appear to be coerced by someone else. Nor does it seem like he's entered a rebellious phase due to the consecutive setbacks in the past few days... After eliminating all the impossible options, what remains is the truth.

  Old Yang finally decided that this was probably because of love - although this thing is cheap, it cannot be denied that many people's behavior that cannot be judged by logic comes from it.

  Thinking he had found the key, Old Yang calmed down, lit a cigarette to gather his thoughts, and sat silently on the sofa for a while before slowly speaking: "I haven't asked yet, what does Miss Feng's family do?"

  "I'm an orphan, with only one adoptive parent, who is a professional vagabond. The old man can also be called an adventurer." Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless, why did she, who was just passing by, seem to have become the focus of attention?!

  No background?! Alright, I also started from scratch and can't discriminate against others. Old Man Yang reluctantly understood that this was because the girl herself was outstanding: "...So, Miss Feng, which university did you graduate from? What major did you study? Can you introduce yourself to me?"

  "In fact, I haven't graduated yet, and there's no need to introduce a third-rate university."

  "...... Can Miss Feng cook?!" Is she a gentle and virtuous type?!

  "Can cook but just average. I personally prefer instant noodles."

  "......" Old man Yang's lips trembled nonstop, and the ash on his fingers fell off in chunks. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned to scold his idle son: "You turtle of a son! How could I have forgotten when I taught you that your eyesight is so bad?! Don't tell him that as long as you love someone, everything about them seems good - that's nonsense! Your own son should be far beyond puberty by now!"

  Yang Yan coughed, dissatisfied with the old man's irresponsible speculation. On the contrary, Feng Xiaoxiao finally understood that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something and hastily interjected: "What your son thinks has nothing to do with me."

  "It doesn't matter if we're related or not, I won't acknowledge you!" Old Man Yang bellowed.

  "Or how about this, if you're still worried, just go ahead and write a check for 18 million to get rid of me?!"

  Yang Lao was so shocked that his eyes were wide with surprise.

  "It's low." Yang Yan was relatively calm: "A golden son-in-law like me, with a price lower than 10 million, aren't you slapping my face?"

  Hearing his son's words, Yang Lao'er slowly regained his composure: "...... did I misunderstand something?!"

  "Good grief, a huge deal worth thousands and millions, you want to cancel it just because of one misunderstanding? This is going to hurt my feelings so much!" Feng Xiaoxiao laughed.

  Yang Lao looked at the young couple opposite him for a long time, and finally revealed a hint of a smile. He nodded to his son: "Tell me, what's going on?"

  Yang Yan nodded: "The trouble is a bit big, Old Hu may not give you face this time, I think it's better for me to avoid it outside for the time being."

  It's clear now, since there's such a big benefit in the middle, even if I'm the father, I can't hold back. Old Yang didn't ask further and lit another cigarette, taking two puffs, his chin slightly raised towards the wind: "I've never seen this girl before, why do you trust her so much?"

  "That's because there's an unspoken relationship between us." Yang Yan smiled, showing his teeth.

  "Get out!"

  The old man roared.