Eat chicken and eat the goddess

The directors of the Yan Family Group are all old friends who have been with Yan Li for decades. The reason why Yan Li can safely hand over the company to Yan Yongchen is because those directors listen to Yan Yongchen because His acquiescence.

As long as Yan Yongchen wants to resist or make any changes, he can oust Yan Yongchen with a single order, so even if he knows that Yan Yongchen has been helping Yan Zhen, he doesn't take it seriously, so what, everything is in his hands under control.

Yan Li was standing in the garden behind the villa, holding a cane by the edge of an artificial lake, grabbing the fish food on the chair beside him, and sprinkled it into the lake water bit by bit.

A group of red and white fat koi are vying for food in the water wagging their tails.

Yan Qingwu stood behind Yan Li, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yan Li, and then secretly yawned a little impatiently.

Yan Li turned his head and glanced at him, seeing his lazy appearance, frowned, and snorted coldly.

"How about it, did the sent people find out that the girl is still in contact with that person surnamed Mu?"

Seeing the old man looking at him, Yan Qingwu quickly pulled his collar and stood up, then looked at Yan Li with a flattering smile.

"Dad, I didn't realize that Xiaozhen was still in contact with that surnamed Mu. I think she's just playing around for fun. Two girls, no matter how much you like, you can go where you like. It's just a fresh picture. .”

He had apparently forgotten that he had a younger sister who would even sever ties with her family for the sake of a girl.

Yan Li nodded and ignored Yan Qingwu, turned around and continued feeding the fish.

Yan Qingwu was on the side, rubbing his hands and flattering Yan Li with flickering eyes.

"The government's project is about to start, and the bidding will be called soon. I think Xiao Zhen's small company may not even be qualified to bid. A company that has just been established for half a year has only signed two contracts. I don't know her. Where did I get the confidence to bet with you?"

"Tell me, what do you want to do again, don't make detours for me."

Yan Li snorted, frowned, turned his head and glanced at Yan Qingwu, how could he not know what Yan Qingwu wanted to do, the eldest of the three sons and daughters was calm and business-minded, and the youngest daughter was very talented in managing the stock market. The turmoil and analysis are extraordinarily sensitive and precise. It is this second son who is useless except for spending money.

If it wasn't for seeing that he was his own, Yan Li would have wished to kick him out of the house, and followed him with a shy face every day, asking for power or money.

Yan Qingwu swallowed, under Yan Li's sharp eyes, his legs seemed to be shaking, but luckily he had a thick skin and asked the question.

"Dad, you see, I've been idle for so long. I feel bored when I have nothing to do all day long. I also want to do my part for our company. Otherwise, you can tell my elder brother to find me a job. It will save me a lot of money." I stand in front of your eyes all day long."

Yan Qingwu also worked in the company before, but every time he was short of public funds or signed the contract directly without looking at it for a long time, which caused several big losses to the company, Yan Yongchen fired his job in a fit of anger and drove him back home.

Although Yan Li knew what kind of person his useless second son was, he felt annoyed seeing him asking him for money every day, so he wanted to refuse him straight away, but after a second thought, he also agreed.

"Tomorrow I will call your elder brother and say, I have a job for you."

When Yan Qingwu heard that Yan Li agreed, he couldn't restrain the ecstasy on his face. Seeing that Yan Li was about to turn around after feeding the fish, he hurriedly went to meet him and reached out to hold him.

"Father, don't worry, I won't let you down this time. Be careful and walk slowly."

With the support of Yan Qingwu, Yan Li walked slowly through the park, but when he passed a small grass field, he suddenly froze and stopped.

There is a big tree on that grassland, and a swing is hung on the tree. Although no one has been sitting on it for a long time, the old gardener at home still cleans it up every time.

Yan Qingwu was a little surprised why Yan Li didn't leave suddenly, followed his gaze and asked curiously.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

A trace of melancholy flashed in those deep and sharp eagle-like pupils, and then became clear again in an instant, Yan Li shook his head.

"Nothing to see."

With his head down, he walked a few steps with Yan Qingwu's support, and then stopped. He turned his head and looked at the swing that was blown wobbly by the wind, and suddenly asked.

"Your sister has returned home."

Yan Qingwu was stunned, confused by Yan Li's sudden question, he didn't care at all about the younger sister who severed ties with the family and went abroad.

"Ah, are you talking about Qingsu? I...I don't know very well."

Yan Li lowered his head, squinted his eyes slightly, hesitating and hesitating like never before.

"I went back some time ago, and I live in Xiaozhen's place. You go there tomorrow and tell her... tell her to come back and see if she's okay."

"what?"

Yan Qingwu was obviously taken aback by the old man's words. You must know that even in the eyes of the family, Yan Li was a decisive, domineering, tyrannical, ruthless person. Even when his mother passed away, he was calm like It's like nothing happened.

Now that he suddenly acted like an ordinary old man who wanted his daughter to go home to see him, Yan Qingwu would naturally be surprised.

Yan Li didn't care about Yan Qingwu's astonishment, he shook off his hand, walked slowly to a long bench in the park and sat down slowly, then waved at Yan Qingwu.

"Okay, you go, I will sit with this person for a while."

"Hey, I'll call you later after dinner."

Yan Qingwu coughed, and after a brief surprise, his mind was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of the old man agreeing to let him go to the company. After leaving a few words, he left quickly, leaving Yan Li sitting by the roadside alone.

From this position, he could still see the swing under the big tree on the grass not far away. Yan Li rested his hands on the crutches, and his eyes looking at the swing gradually dimmed.

Under the warm yellow light cast by the evening sun, Yan Li hunched his back slightly, staring at the swing in a daze, at this moment he seemed to be just an old man reminiscing about the past.

The swing swayed gently in the evening wind, and Yan Li's thoughts also drifted away a little bit.

"I still want to play, I still want to play, mom, please help me push, quickly help me push."

The immature child's voice sounded in the small garden with excitement.

A four or five-year-old cute little girl in a princess dress was sitting on a swing that had just been made, happily shaking her short legs, and kept begging the woman standing beside the swing with gentle and beautiful eyes.

The woman squatted down, gently touched her daughter's furry head, then smiled and reached out to poke her dissatisfied puffed cheeks with a gentle and loving tone.

"Little tree, I've been playing for a long time today, you can see that you're sweating, mother will play with you tomorrow, okay?"

The little girl shook her head and kept acting coquettishly with her pitiful big eyes and baby voice.

"No~ Mom~ I still want to play."

The woman sighed, but her face became more and more gentle. She leaned over and carefully kissed her daughter's forehead, and then couldn't help but obeyed her daughter's begging.

"Then play for a while."

"Mom is the best~"

The man who had just finished working in the study and was about to come out for some air heard his daughter's laughter. He followed his prestige and saw his gentle wife playing on the swing with his daughter. There was an imperceptible smile on his stern face, and he walked over quickly. .

The man walked over and put his arms around his wife's waist, and whispered to his daughter who was sitting on the swing.

"Xiaoshu, mom is tired of pushing for you, dad will help you push."

The little girl nodded happily.

"Okay, Dad pushes."

The man is pushing the swing for the little daughter, and the wife is going to pour a glass of water for the child.

The man who listened to his daughter's cheerful laughter and raised the corners of his lips was soon attracted by the sudden vibrating phone in his pocket.

It was a message from a partner of the company, saying that there were still some minor problems with the contract drawn up yesterday and needed to be revised.

The man looked at the text message on the phone a little absorbedly, and seemed to have forgotten that he was still playing games with his daughter. Under inertia, he pushed hard, and then sent his hand away.

Almost at the moment when he let go, there was a muffled sound. The little child was thrown too high and fell to the ground from mid-air like a kite with a broken string. A ball curled up on the ground.

As soon as the man's face changed, he threw away the phone and rushed forward. His handsome face was already pale with fright. He picked up the little man on the ground and ran desperately towards the villa.

Fortunately, the child fell on the soft grass, but she fainted temporarily because of the shock.

His wife was annoyed that he had neglected the safety of the child because of work, and the always gentle person finally couldn't help being angry with him, and ran away crying after a big fight.

On the contrary, the little girl who had just woken up and was still a little weak, saw that he was very upset and decadent, stretched out her small hands to hug him, and imitated the way mothers usually coax her, coaxing him in a baby voice.

"Father is not sad, Xiaoshu is fine, and father is not crying."

The immature child's voice echoed in my ears over and over again.

When Yan Li came back to his senses, it was more than half dark. He looked at the swing that had stopped because the phoenix had stopped, lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

Maybe it's because he's getting older, he always thinks about some things in the past recently, and sometimes he gets stuck in the memory and can't get back to his senses for a long time.

It's really getting old. He never thought of those past events before, and he never felt that he needed the company of others, but now he actually wants his children to be by his side. This kind of thinking is the same as he used to always It's exactly the same as those good-for-nothing old friends who laughed at.

Yan Li stood up, walked back slowly in the small garden with street lights on by himself.