"Okay, okay..." Old Sir Luo kept responding.
Luo Zhenggang and Wen Xin couldn't help but chuckle watching the grandfather and grandson's synced cooperation; however, Old Man Song has mild senile dementia, which can be quite clingy.
Luo Ye released Grandpa and turned to Sang Qingqing, "Qingqing, cheer up, my matters are all entrusted to Qingqing. You see, am I not acting like Boss Zhou?"
"I like you being like Boss Zhou, Ye'er." Sang Qingqing gently patted Luo Ye's back, "Ye'er can rest assured, with me around, no one can mess with the company!"
"Qingqing, remember to help me explain to Luoyang; that little girl will definitely be angry if she knows I didn't let her send me off."
"I will." Sang Qingqing's lips curved up in a rare smile, she really liked the naive and cute Luoyang, unlike her stiff and stern brother.
Then it was Luo Feng's turn, "Brother, remember what I told you, don't let anyone exploit any loopholes, and take good care of Ying Nuo."
