Shi Yifei was about to adapt to the monster of his perverted son, but he didn't expect that after three days of traveling to Hong Kong, the company's total assets doubled. Shi Yifei's heart could no longer withstand this strong stimulation, so he quickly found an excuse to run back to the room and slowly digest it.

At least Shi Yifei can now confirm that his son was either possessed by a god or a monster. He could no longer look at his son with a normal person's eyes. He could still understand the explosive development of the company, which was the result of the coexistence of opportunity and courage. It contained too much business wisdom, but it was not impossible for ordinary people. At least, it was still within the normal scope, and people could understand it. However, this net asset of 11.9 billion yuan was solved in just two or three days. Isn't this a monster or something?

Seeing Shi Yifei's abnormal expression, Lin Aiju hurriedly followed him and walked into the room. She supported Shi Yifei with concern: "Yifei, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Yifei glanced at Lin Aiju powerlessly, sighed and asked, "Is the one sitting outside our son?"

Lin Aiju chuckled, stretched out her two fingers and twisted her hard on Shi Yifei's waist, and used the 360-degree whirlpool against the sky. In the pain, Shi Yifei kept sucking the air conditioner.

"Do you think you have failed? You have worked hard all your life to create a family business of 500 million and 60 billion. In just over a year, my son has reversed you several times... Hey... I know you are incompetent, right? Hey..."

Although Lin Aiju was also shocked by what Li Bin said just now, she was far less shocked than Shi Yifei. She didn't understand how long and arduous the accumulation of capital was.

"Oh," Shi Yifei sighed and said with emotion: "I'm so old, it's time to retire."

Lin Aiju turned Shi Yifei's face mischievously: "Let me see if I'm old? Why do I feel that life is getting more and more interesting?"

Yes, life is really getting more and more interesting. Watching my son become a god step by step is definitely a pleasing pleasure.

Not to mention that the old couple sighed here, Xiaoyu was also furious at Li Bin in the living room.

"Say, why don't you take me to Hong Kong with me? It took three days to leave. Let me confess to you whether you have done bad things?" As he said that, Xiaoyu's two delicate jade fingers also extended to a position under Li Bin's armpit. That position was found by Xiaoyu after thousands of fumbles.

Li Bin was startled and hurriedly protected the place with his arms: "No, no. In addition to discussing business, we also have to meet many people, and we also have to inspect the boutiques in Central. Where can we have time to do bad things?"

"This means that if you have time, you will definitely do bad things? Don't hide, lift your arms..." Xiaoyu ordered.

Li Bin didn't expect that Xiaoyu would also catch people, so he hurriedly lowered his head to beg for mercy: "Xiaoyu, wait a while before we get back to the room, can you punish me? Our mother and Shanshan are still here, I'll bring it back to you..."

"I don't," Xiaoyu got angry and her mouth pouted.

Xiao Du Shan hurriedly blindfolded her eyes, her big eyes flashed in the cracks of her fingers and stared at Li Bin and Xiaoyu, laughing so hard that she trembled: "Beautiful sister, hurry up and twist your brother, Shanshan won't peek, okay..."

"Stinky girl, do you just twist it if you say you want to twist it? I won't twist it, so you can't see it, and you'll be so angry." Xiaoyu shifted the target, reached out to wrap her arms around Li Bin's arm, and intimately put his head on Li Bin's shoulder, making a face at Xiao Du Shan.

The two children of the older and younger generations have been playing together for a while. Xiaoyu has suffered repeated defeats under Xiao Du Shan's men. Now he has to share with Xiao Du Shan.

"Hmph, it's not fun at all." The good show was not done, and Xiao Du Shan put down her little hand in frustration.

Zhang Huilan kindly hugged Xiao Du Shan in her arms, smiled and reached out to rub her head.

The whole family laughed.

"Brother", at this time Li Jie walked out of her room and stood awkwardly opposite Li Bin. The atmosphere in the living room was so happy that she really didn't want to destroy it.

"Hmm? What's the matter?" Seeing the expression on Li Jie's face, Li Bin put away the smile on his face.

"Zhao Yu is in my room, and he still doesn't want to come out to meet people." Li Jie's voice was very low.

The laughter in the living room came to an abrupt end.

Zhao Hai's mother passed away the day before yesterday. Li Jie was summoned by Li Bin to help him with some things. The old man's funeral could only be left to Liu Baokui to handle. When he came back today, Li Jie came back on a plane with a few people in the company, and Li Bin and Zhang Rui... Yu Qiang had to drive back, so Li Jie returned to Tianjin before Li Bin, so he took Zhao Yu back from Liu Baokui. After Zhao Yu arrived here, he was just alone in the room, and no matter how others coaxed him, he couldn't say a few words. Zhao Yu was only familiar with Li Jie, and only Li Jie could say a few words to him. Although the news of Zhao Hai's mother's death had been hiding from him, Zhao Yu seemed to have felt something and was very depressed.

Li Bin took a long breath and gently patted Xiaoyu's little hand and stood up: "I'll go see him."

Xiaoyu said "Oh" well and let go of Li Bin.

Everyone in the family knew about Zhao Yu. After all, he was just a four or five-year-old child and his mind was very fragile. Although everyone felt sorry for him, they could not untie the shackles in his heart except for caring about him.

When Li Bin walked into Li Jie's room, Zhao Yu was sitting on the sofa and reading the comics that Li Jie and others bought for her. He just flipped through the book in his hand quietly, and there was no expression on his face, which seemed a little too calm for a child.

Hearing the door, Zhao Yu raised his head and saw that Li Bin came in. His eyes lit up and the comic book in his hand was also put down. He knew that Li Bin was a capable person, even the bad guy policeman and the bad guy village party secretary were arrested.

Li Bin sat opposite him in front of Zhao Yu's eyes and said softly:

"Zhao Yu, do you still know your uncle?"

"Yes," Zhao Yu nodded heavily: "Grandma said, let me learn skills from my uncle, and only when I grow up can I do a lot of things."

"There are conditions for learning skills with me. My skills are only taught to men. Are you a man?" Li Bin said with a calm face.

"Yes," Zhao Yu nodded heavily again. Although he didn't understand the concept of manhood, he was confident that he would become a man.

"A man must be strong... brave... have a good spirit, just like..." Li Bin glanced at his eyes, not knowing who should be used as a metaphor, and who should be used as a metaphor. I'm afraid Zhao Yu wouldn't know, after all, he was only four or five years old. Li Bin's eyes fell on the comic book on the coffee table, and he had to learn from the characters in the comic book: "Just like Sun Wukong, no monsters are afraid, and he never sheds tears. Can you do it?"

"Yes," Zhao Yu glanced at the comic book on the coffee table, and nodded heavily.

"Then are we two talking like men?" Li Bin asked at Zhao Yu. He felt very evil and took the innocent child step by step into the trap he set.

"Uncle", Zhao Yu paused, looked at Li Bin with hope and asked, "Is my grandma dead?"

As he spoke, tears were already filled with tears in Zhao Yu's eyes. He wanted to hear a negative answer from Li Bin's mouth, but he knew that it was just his wish.

It is more difficult to make a child who is only four or five years old not crying than climbing to the sky, let alone such a cruel thing.

Li Bin was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Zhao Yu was so keen.

Li Bin nodded gently and said nothing.

Zhao Yu's tears finally surged out, and his little hands were smearing on his face: "Zhao Yu... is a man... Zhao Yu... doesn't cry... grandma... Zhao Yu doesn't cry..." The child was already crying.

Li Bin's heart suddenly broke, his nose sore, and tears fell down. Who said men can't cry? Farting, men don't cry easily, but they are not sad. No matter how hard a man is, he is still a human being, and there are still feelings for others.

"Zhao Yu", Li Bin wiped away his tears: "From now on, you will learn skills with your uncle, okay?"

Zhao Yu had become a big face, and at this time he could no longer hear what Li Bin was saying.

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and Zhang Huilan walked in from outside. She communicated with the child. Her experience was hundreds of times better than Li Bin. When Zhang Huilan saw Zhao Yu who had already cried to tears, she glared at Li Bin with a blame, hurriedly walked over and sat next to Zhao Yu, picked him up and put it in her arms, and gently patted his back.

A warm embrace is the safest place for children to feel.

"Zhao Yu doesn't cry, grandma is here." Zhang Huilan's voice was filled with peace.

Li Bin looked at Zhang Huilan's chest with a warm feeling. When he was very young, his mother hugged her like this and gently patted her back to coax herself. This kind of memory is already very far away.

"Grandma", Zhao Yu hugged Zhang Huilan tightly, and tears drowned her clothes: "My grandma is dead... Woo..."

Zhang Huilan hugged Zhao Yu tightly and shook her gently. She knew that this matter would be said sooner or later, but no one wanted to mention it to him first. She said it out loudly, afraid that the child's fragile heart would not be able to withstand the blow. For ordinary children, grandma's death is unacceptable, not to mention that for Zhao Yu, grandma is his only relative. The only relative left him, which is a bit too cruel for a child.

"Zhao Yugu, don't you still have Grandma Zhang... Grandma Lin? We are all your grandma, your dear grandma..." Zhang Huilan also shed tears.

"grandmother……"

Li Bin sat there blankly, rubbing his hands uneasily, not knowing what he could do.

At the door of the room, Li Jie stood there holding Xiaoyu with tears in her face. Xiao Du Shan also wiped her tears on Xiaoyu's clothes without hesitation. She remembered herself.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhao Yu, who was tired of crying, fell asleep while Zhang Huilan was shaking, and there were still sobbing intermittently in his sleep.
Chapter completed!