After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

On the other side of the phone was Lu Zhilu's mother, Jiang Lan.

Lu Zhilu's ears had become calluses after hearing these words, and he couldn't help but be impatient: "Besides this, what else is there?"

Jiang Lan said a few more words: "Don't be so careless. Your grandfather's patience has been really worn out by you this time. You and Nan Chu have been married for almost three years, and you still look like that."

Lu Zhilu raised his hand and tugged on his tie, "Let's talk about it when we go back to our old house. You won't let me go now on the phone, right?"

Jiang Lan's tone became more serious: "Your grandfather said that if the woman you were going to marry could not make you feel at ease and help you in your career, she would not even be able to make you make up your mind to marry her. When she gives birth to a child, leave her as soon as possible. I never interfere with you, but you should know the weight of what your grandfather said."

Lu Zhilu's brows were filled with annoyance: "Okay, I understand."

"I hope you know what's going on."

After Jiang Lan said these words, he hung up the phone.

Lu Zhilu leaned on the leather sofa and sighed: "Why do you think the old man has to force me like this every day? He feels good about torturing his grandson, right?"

Bo Hanshi disagreed: "Mr. Lu is thinking about you. After all, a master like you should be treated properly."

"Are you my fucking brother?"

Having said this, Bo Hanshi no longer concealed anything: "Your grandfather asked you to go back and call me."

Lu Zhilu was slightly startled and looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"It means that he wants you to return to the right path. If you don't want to, he doesn't mind using some means to force you."

Lu Zhilu snorted: "What I am doing now is not serious in his eyes? Why is he still so stubborn? He even said he doesn't want to follow his old path."

"If you don't want to follow his old path, you have to show some achievements to convince him. As you are now, in your grandfather's eyes, you are not doing your job properly."

Bao Hanshi's words were very calm, but they hurt him neither lightly nor seriously.

Lu Zhilu gritted his teeth, stood up and left the office: "Let's go."

"Where?"

Lu Zhilu's back was sloppy and he muttered: "Go back to the old house and eat crutches!"

……

The black Cullinan drove into the antique garden design compound.

As soon as he got out of the car, the guards on both sides saluted him.

He strode into the hall with a swaying figure.

Jiang Lan asked Xiu to stay at home.

Seeing him coming back, I looked behind him and said, "Why are you coming back alone? Where is Nan Chu?"

Lu Zhilu frowned and said, "What are you doing with a woman when it comes to eating sticks?"

"Your grandpa won't beat her, at most he will beat you."

He grabbed an apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table and tossed it around: "Where is my grandpa?"

"I'm waiting for you in the study."

Lu Zhilu was about to pass.

Jiang Lan pulled his sleeve and reminded him: "Don't make your grandpa angry."

Lu Zhilu nodded.

Walking through the elegant and unique corridor, we arrived at the door of the study room in the inner courtyard.

Lu Zhilu took a deep breath, knocked on the door and went in.

Lu Guoshen was wearing a hand-made Chinese tunic suit and was standing in front of a large huanghuali solid wood table. He was waving a purple brush, his cursive writing was vigorous and free, and his strokes were sharp and tough.

Hearing the footsteps, he didn't look up.

He just sneered coldly: "Humph, the unworthy descendants are finally willing to come back from the outside world!"

This unfilial descendant does not mean that Lu Zhilu is unfilial, but that he cannot inherit the aspirations of his ancestors and has no future.

Lu Zhilu raised his hand and scratched his short hair, then stepped forward to sharpen the ink for the old man.

See him behaving well.

Mr. Lu was even more angry. He raised his hand and threw the purple brush on the desk. The thick ink from the pen tip splashed onto Lu Zhilu's expensive white shirt, which was made of excellent materials.

The black ink quickly smeared on the white fabric, making it extremely conspicuous.

Lu Zhilu threw away the ink stick in his hand and stopped serving. He frowned and said displeasedly, "Grandpa, I will come back once in a while. Can you be nicer to your grandson?"

"If you keep doing this, I won't come back again."

As soon as he said these unfilial words, the old man picked up the crutch and threw it hard on his back!

Lu Zhilu cursed in pain: "Fuck": "It's really a beating!"

Lu Guoshen stared at him, his anger coming out: "If I don't hit you, who will you hit? You're not doing your job all day long, and you're doing that kind of thing like hooking up in a wine shop!"

Lu Zhilu shook his arm, his back muscles aching, "Why did it become a business? The bar industry is quite profitable, okay, why are you so stubborn? Another day, come to my bar and sit down, I will show you what to do This is the life of a young man, so that you don’t have to sit back and do nothing all the time, just keep an eye on your grandson and beat him!”

The old man raised his crutch and wanted to swing it down again!

This time, Lu Zhilu avoided it quickly.

There are no unworthy descendants.

"Come here!"

The old man pointed at the person opposite the desk with his cane.

Lu Zhilu raised his eyebrows: "If you don't hit me, I will come over."

"..." The old man gritted his teeth, "I won't hit you, just come here."

"Really?"

The old man lost his patience and his face darkened: "Can't you get through?"

Lu Zhilu sighed, "You are my grandfather, and I dote on you. If outsiders give me such a stick, try it, and you will dig up all the ancestral graves!"

"state!"

The crutch hit his back harder and harder.

Lu Zhilu bit his back molar in pain: "Grandpa, you..."

The word "Mom" hasn't been uttered yet.

Mr. Lu: "What are you talking about?"

Lu Zhilu was sweating a little on his forehead and it hurt.

I learned a lot under the stick.

He shook his head: "It's nothing, you made the right call."

After hitting him with two sticks, the old man became much more angry.

After giving up all the strength in his hand, he threw the crutch to the side.

He stared at Lu Zhilu and said calmly: "I'll give you two choices. One, get Nan Chu pregnant within a month and have a child. Forget it, you are a useless father. I won't keep an eye on you in the future. The child is brought to the old house and I will educate him personally. You can go wherever you want with your wife, and you are not allowed to do business in the name of the Lu family in the future. If you do those things, don't drag the Lu family into trouble! "

"Two, come back and do what you have to do!"

"..."

The atmosphere was silent for a long time.

Lu Zhilu pulled his lips and mocked: "Is there three?"

"Three? Three means you and Nan Chu will divorce immediately. Listen to me and marry your uncle Lin's daughter!"

"..."

Lu Zhilu stood there, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured the pain on his back: "What will happen if you don't choose any of the three?"

Lu Guo's eyes were fierce and majestic, "You have to choose even if you don't choose. Lu Zhilu, you are not three years old, you are thirty now! Look at your good brother Bao Hanshi, what is he doing?"

Lu Zhilu gritted his teeth: "He is chasing his wife, grandpa."

In Mr. Lu's eyes, whatever Bao Hanshi did was serious business.

This old man has a ten-level thick filter when it comes to Bo Han.

"...I'm not kidding you!"

Lu Zhilu: "I'm not kidding either."

Lu Guo's face darkened, and he stared at him for a moment, his voice stern:

"Bo Hanshi joined 719 five years later than you, but now, he has become the leader of 719. What are you doing? You are opening a bar, drinking and having fun! SY has been established for six years, and it actually took three years to Establish a firm foothold in the shopping mall! Even if you don’t compare with Bo Hanshi, then compare with your elder brother, your elder brother..."

Lu Zhilu's eyes turned cold and his face was extremely serious: "My eldest brother has already passed away, so what's there to mention! If it weren't for you, grandpa, my eldest brother wouldn't have passed away!"