"Uncle——" Zhu Jiayin felt a chill in her heart.

She had never seen Xiao Yebai like this before, his face solemn and serious, and once he hid his usual nonchalance, authority and dominance immediately surfaced.

"How long has it been since you’ve seen your dad?" Xiao Yebai asked.

Zhu Jiayin’s eyes flickered, as if she still couldn’t quite trust Xiao Yebai’s capabilities.

"How do you think you can see your dad? Your dad doesn’t care whether you live or die, but he cares about your brother’s fate, right?"

Zhu Jiayin was stunned for a moment: "Uncle, are you talking about my brother?"

"Yes, your brother."

The two monkeys in the hotel suddenly had a low air pressure over their little heads after their dad left.

The second monkey pouted his little mouth. Although dad often pit him, it couldn’t be helped, that was his dad, no matter what, in his heart he liked dad.

Lingxin’s little face looked even more serious, worried that his emotions would affect his brother and mom. He moved to the side, sat at the writing desk, and slowly thumbed through the books he usually read.

The second monkey saw that mom was working, brother was reading, and felt bored in his heart. He jumped off the couch and took out the two wigs that Xiao Shuju had stuffed into their small luggage and played with them on his head.

When he turned and saw what his brother was playing with, Lingxin’s little lips curled up.

After her husband left, Gu Jinrong was still very busy, getting the latest news that Zhong Qiaohui had left the team. The Zhang Family’s second son tried to sign the contract with the American side. But it seems during this period there were some obstacles. Because of this, the American side began to actively contact Changda, probably also fearing that Zhong Qiaohui’s withdrawal would cause a situation of losing out on both ends.

Chen Jiaming called because the American vice president said he wanted to personally meet with Gu Nuan.

Gu Nuan sighed lightly. At this moment, she might consider giving the other party some face, but now it’s not possible, there’s no time.

"I’m dealing with some family matters." Gu Nuan told Chen Jiaming, "Please, Chairman Chen, manage the team for a few days. Follow the plan."

Chen Jiaming showed a hint of concern hearing her, "Are you okay?"

"Good, of course good."

"Don’t worry, I’ll handle the company’s matters well. You go handle your private affairs."

After hearing him say this, Gu Nuan felt a bit guilty: "Once I sort out the family matters—"

"Chairman Gu, no need to worry, I’m here to assist the Chairman. These things are my responsibility."

When Chen Jiaming said these words, he was actually surrounded by many people, like Fang Yongxing, Tang Qingzhong, Sister Yao, and others.

This reminded everyone of how ambitious Chen Jiaming was back then, wanting to become Chairman. But now, somehow, Chen Jiaming gradually became Gu Nuan’s subordinate and seemed to enjoy it.

Chen Jiaming hung up the call and told others, "Carry on with the planned activities. If we receive another call from the American side, I’ll handle it."

After listening to him, the others dispersed and began their respective afternoon work.

As Sister Yao was about to follow the others out, she heard: "You stay." Turning around, she saw it was Chen Jiaming calling her. Sister Yao did not question and walked back, asking in front of Chen Jiaming, "Chairman Chen, anything you need from me?"

Chen Jiaming held the phone, seeming to contemplate something, and spoke softly, "Last time, you said my mother was conducting flower arrangement classes for enrollment outside—"

Sister Yao’s face instantly reddened, knowing he had figured it out.