"Grandfather, whatever you say goes," Mei Langchi took a sip of his drink and deliberately glanced at Han Yi as he spoke.
Han Yi nodded but didn't say anything.
Old Mr. Mei sighed but didn't say much. They would have to work through this themselves.
"Dad, is the restaurant all set?" Mei Shuqing hadn't been here for half a month. He wasn't curious about the eldest's matters, but for the old man's birthday, he needed to pay attention.
"Your elder brother arranged it, and it's almost done. Relatives and friends have mostly been informed. Why hasn't Junzi returned yet?"
"Probably has some urgent matters to deal with. He should be able to make it the day after tomorrow."
Old Mr. Mei glanced at Mei Langchi and sighed deeply, probably thinking of something.
This grandson can't go into national agencies now, which makes his future development a bit difficult.
A few days ago, I talked to him about going into a factory, but he refused to go.
