"Rong Fan, are you trying to force us old guys to death?" The last youngest sensible gaze fell on Rong Fan's face, "We have devoted our lives to Rong. Do you think that just a few young boys you brought in can easily replace us? You must fight to the death, so let's take a look."

"Fish to death?" Rong Fan's voice was still clear, but when they looked at their eyes, they mocked them, "It's been almost ten years since I took over the company. How did I get squeezed by you in the past ten years from being squeezed by you to being alone in the world today? You know more than anyone else. In the past, there were more than a dozen people sitting in this place, and now there are only four of you. Why are you so clear? Ten years ago, you couldn't beat me, and today ten years later, you still want to fight with me. When you are old, you really like to dream. Don't do unrealistic dreams, otherwise you will be beaten to pieces by reality." As he said, Rong Fan slowly stood up, "I hope this is the last time. You want to live a bright life with Rong, thinking about you who have put a lot of effort into Rong. I give you this little face. If you are shameless, don't blame me for turning your back."

After saying that, Rong Fan left the conference room, but as soon as he went out, he stopped again: "I forgot to tell you that I hate people who question my abilities and decisions the most."

After throwing this sentence, Rong Fan disappeared in front of everyone.

Rong Fan returned to his office, threw his coat onto a leather swivel chair, stood in front of the single-view bulletproof glass floor-to-ceiling window, picked up his cell phone and made a phone call. After the other end of the phone was connected, Rong Fan asked.

"Are you awake?"

"Sir, Madam is awake." Aunt Li's voice came from there.

"Does she look good?"

"Okay, my wife has eaten two bowls of porridge."

Rong Fan's heart suddenly became warm, and his tone couldn't help but soften: "Take good care of your wife and don't let her catch a cold anymore. If she wants to go out for a walk, just let Ah Qi follow her quietly, ensure her safety and don't disturb her."

After giving some careful instructions, Rong Fan hung up the phone. He turned around and saw Rong Lin swayingly leaning on the sofa. He ignored him and sat on the chair and began to process the stack of documents in front of him.

"Brother, what's going on with you and your sister-in-law?" Rong Lin sat upright and headed towards Rong Fan.

Rong Fan buried his head in the document and seemed to have not heard him at all.

Rong Lin raised his wrist and looked at the time: "In the past, my sister-in-law has delivered a delicious lunch. I miss it. I haven't had a free meal with my brother for two months."

Rong Fan held the document tightly and still didn't say anything.

"Brother, I don't believe you will abuse your sister-in-law." Rong Lin walked to Rong Fan and supported his hands on the desk. "Five years ago, my sister-in-law was snatched her bag in the street. The ornaments on the bag cut her hand while pulling. I remember that the robber would live and die in prison for life. Since then, my sister-in-law's bag has basically no jewelry on her bag, and you will be specially processed. It is impossible for her sister-in-law to be hurt at all. Brother, there are countless such things. You have to believe that you will attack my sister-in-law unless you are not my brother."
Chapter completed!