Perhaps it was the peculiar tone in his daughter’s voice that mildly alard Yue Jiandong, even though he had been drinking.
"What’s that?"
Yue Qingqing walked over and patted her dad on the right shoulder, "Dandruff. You must not have dried your hair properly after your bath last night before going to bed."
"I was wondering what that was, scared for a mont."
Yue Jiandong mumbled, "Yingzi, I’m off now."
"Let help you downstairs."
Zhang Ying accompanied her husband to the car and instructed the driver, Xiaoliu, to keep an eye on him before heading back upstairs.
She was still worried, "I wonder if he can sober up later, wouldn’t want him falling asleep in the eting room."
Yue Jiannan happened to co out to pour water for his wife and smiled at what he heard, "Sister-in-law, if you’re worried, why not go with him?"
"I discussed it with your brother, a company should avoid having two leaders making decisions. It forces subordinates to choose sides, and it’s the sa even with married couples. It can cause chaos and lead to problems."
"So, the company under him must be managed by him, and if I go along, it might stir up talk. It’s better to keep work and personal matters separate."
Listening, Yue Jiannan couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, "Sister-in-law, you’re wise."
In recent years, while running his business, he gradually discovered similar issues.
Fortunately, Sister Zhan’s personality was sowhat mild, with no intention of creating her own faction after becoming established.
Although Yue Jiannan rarely visited, he generally made the major decisions.
Zhan Zhenfang mainly managed product quality.
Their collaboration generally led them in the right direction.
But even so, so tried to persuade Zhan Zhenfang to sell the formula to other companies or to start her own business.
However, Zhan Zhenfang trusted the Yue Family, always rembering it was her daughter’s classmate’s family who helped her out of a difficult situation.
Being soone who repays her debts, she didn’t even need Yue Jiannan to intervene, she dealt with those people herself.
Of course, Lu Zhu also played a part; though young, her acun and poise were unmatched.
It was clear that Yue Jiannan was in control from channels to marketing, and her mother’s personality made catching a ride on their success a stroke of luck.
Doing anything else would indeed be challenging.
After a while, everyone rested and took a stroll in the nearby park.
Jiang Jingze walked hand in hand with Yue Qingqing, obediently following behind.
After several rounds, he slowly seed to regain his senses.
Suddenly, he shook his head.
His tousled hair in the setting sun seed tinged with gold.
Like a deity descending to the human world, a delicate statue breathed life, making people afraid to stare directly.
"How are you?"
"My head’s still a bit dizzy."
Seeing Jiang Jingze’s bewildered look, Yue Qingqing rubbed her fingers, deciding not to tell him so things.
During the walk, Yue Qingqing noticed her mom seed a bit distracted, likely worrying about her dad’s situation.
Yet Yue Jiandong returned especially late.
After dinner, as everyone went their separate ways, Yue Qingqing sent Jiang Jingze to the car, and her dad was still not ho.
Zhang Ying picked up the ho phone several tis but put it back down.
She thought for a mont and decided to call Xiaoliu.
"Don’t worry, Ms. Zhang, Mr. Yue is in a eting right now. I’ll definitely bring him back as soon as it’s over."
"Alright, call when you’re on the way back."
But Zhang Ying still hadn’t received the call.
She beca more worried.
Yue Qingqing checked the ti; it was almost eleven o’clock.
She knew her father well; he seldom stayed out late, and even if delayed, he’d always call ho.
It shouldn’t be like this.
Just as Zhang Ying couldn’t hold back and was about to call, the door opened.
It had been so long, but Yue Jiandong still seed slightly intoxicated.
"Honey, I’m ho."
As he spoke, Yue Jiandong wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I’m a bit tired, I’ll take a shower first."
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