SFS Chapter 167 The Only Bloodline of the Liu Family
Chapter 167 The Only Bloodline of the Liu Family
Yan Yunting: "I'll take care of Jinghang's matter for Bei'an. As for Bosch, Grandpa Liu is older than you, Dad, and he has many relatives there. Zhixu joined in halfway, and there are so many people eyeing him, waiting for him to make a mistake. Every step is dangerous. How can he have the mind to think about settling down?"
The old man remained silent for a long time before saying, "Was I wrong to agree to let him go?"
Yan Yunting paused and said, "He is the only bloodline of the Liu family. If you don't let him go, wouldn't Grandpa Liu be pitiful too?"
The old man looked complicated and sighed, "It's not that I insist on letting him go. I let him choose for himself. If he chooses to stay, I will personally politely decline Old Man Liu's offer."
As a result, the child disappeared without a word for a month, without telling anyone where he went. A month later, he came back and told him that he was willing to give up his inheritance rights to the Yan family and go abroad.
He knew his youngest son's temperament; once he made a decision, he wouldn't turn back. Knowing that the boy was determined to leave, he still gave him 5% of the Yan family's shares, even though he didn't want them. He then personally saw him off at the airport, telling him not to worry about this place and just to stay with his relatives there.
Seven or eight years have passed in the blink of an eye. The child has adapted very well abroad, acting decisively and efficiently. His reputation is well-known in the beautiful country where white people are in power, which makes him very gratified.
However, the international situation is constantly changing and the policies of various countries are changing in real time. Many overseas Chinese have already suffered, their assets have been lost, and people are filled with anxiety.
Therefore, Yan Zhixu intended to shift his investment focus back to China, but the funds could not be brought in openly. He could only use roundabout methods to test the waters step by step, investing in various projects and avoiding the notice of white people...
Through his efforts, several major projects have been launched domestically. On the surface, they are carried out in the name of the United States, and even some white shareholders have been brought in as a cover. In reality, they are all under the supervision of the Panda Country and cannot cause any waves.
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After taking a shower and changing into her pajamas, Yan Zhixu went downstairs feeling refreshed and went to the old man's study on the first floor.
He encountered the steward bringing him calming tea outside the door, and he took it, saying, "Let me have it."
The steward respectfully withdrew.
Yan Zhixu carried a tray in one hand and knocked on the door with the other. Hearing "Come in" from inside, he turned the doorknob and went in.
"Did I interrupt your conversation?" He placed the tray on the coffee table and handed a glass to the old man.
Yan Yunting picked up a cup for himself and said with a smile, "No, we were just chatting about things in Bei'an. We don't know who his friend who was in the car accident is."
Yan Zhixu thought of the name she saw on Yan Beian's phone and smiled, saying, "I'll just ask him later."
He also sat down on the single sofa.
Yan Yunting took a sip of tea, looked at him, and asked, "Zhixu has been back for quite a while this time. How are you adapting?"
Yan Zhixu smiled and said, "It's great. I've learned how to use Alipay and facial recognition. It's very convenient."
Yan Yunting smiled: "In these aspects, it is much more convenient in China than abroad."
Yan Zhixu: "Yes, once we get out of here, we won't be able to adapt without these facilities."
Yan Yunting: "People really can't stay in a comfortable place for too long, they easily become addicted and forget about home."
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled.
The old man said slowly, "Did your maternal grandfather call to urge you to go back?"
Yan Zhixu: "I didn't urge them, but they did call a few times."
The old man chuckled: "They've already called, what else could it be but urging me?"
Yan Zhixu smiled but did not respond.
The old man said, "Years ago, I suggested that he come back to enjoy his retirement while he was still healthy and get used to life in China. He never took it seriously, and I don't know if he regrets it now."
Yan Yunting glanced at Yan Zhixu and said with a smile, "It's not too late to decide to come back now."
Yan Zhixu pondered for a moment and said, "If he comes back now, it will alert the enemy."
If he makes a move, and if Grandpa Liu also does something, the authorities there might become suspicious. After all, the Chinese people's idea of returning to their roots is deeply ingrained, and foreigners are aware of that as well.
Yan Yunting: "How many more days until you go back?"
Yan Zhixu: "One more week."
The old man suddenly asked, "Didn't you already talk to that girl? How long will it take you to come back? Is that girl willing to wait for you?"
Yan Zhixu: "I mentioned it to her once, and she was mentally prepared."
Yan Yunting: "Dad, don't worry. In this age of advanced internet, we can even talk across the moon, let alone make overseas calls."
The old man scoffed, "We finally managed to get some talks, and I'm afraid he'll lose the girl!"
Yan Zhixu chuckled softly, a delicate and beautiful face appearing in her mind. Her expression softened unconsciously, and she smiled, saying, "It won't be lost~"
The old man was delighted to see him like this, a sight he had never seen before. He said, "When you come back next time, bring that girl back so I can see her. If you don't, I'll go see her myself!"
Yan Zhixu was both amused and exasperated: "Does it really have to be this way?"
Yan Yunting laughed, "Dad, isn't this the kind of thing that will scare the girl away?"
The old man said, "If you don't want me to scare them away, you have to bring them back for me to see!"
Yan Zhixu smiled lightly: "Okay."
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More than an hour later, Fang Xun was finally pushed out.
Yan Beian immediately got up to greet him.
Fang Xun lay on the trolley with a pale face, his eyes closed, looking very weak.
Yan Bei'an frowned as he looked at the doctor, then looked up and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
Doctor: "Which of you is his family member?"
Yan Beian: "We are all his friends, and his family is in Tianjin."
Doctor: "He has two broken ribs, a fractured right hand, a mild concussion, and the rest are just abrasions. The most serious injury is on his leg, but it has all been stitched up. It would be best if you could contact his family so that one of you can go and arrange his hospitalization."
Yan Bei'an: "Thank you for your help. I'll take care of it right away."
He glanced at Fang Xun again, then turned and left.
Xie and his companion exchanged a glance, Xie signaling him to follow the doctor's trolley, while Xie followed Yan Bei'an: "Wait, you're not trying to run away, are you?"
Yan Bei'an glanced at him: "What nonsense! Why should I run? I'm not the one who caused the accident, so don't block my way!"
Brother Xie followed him into the elevator and said, "I'm reminding you again, if you care about Fang Xun, you can go to the ward with me and send me the money to handle the formalities. It won't interfere with your concern for Fang Xun."
Yan Bei'an said coldly, "So you mean I should care, but you don't? Aren't you his friend? Why haven't you said a single word of concern, and all you've said is that you want me to give you money? Who's the one who's trying to run away?"
Brother Xie's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
Yan Bei'an said coldly, "If you talk to me about transferring money to you again, you can get out of the hospital!"