Chapter 113: Preference [Second Update]
"Huh? What game clans? Is it the meaning of war? When Lin Fenglai heard this, he was shocked, he was deeply hurt by the word war, because his proud youngest son died on the battlefield, and the body was shrouded in horse leather, and even the body was not buried in the ancestral grave, but in the martyr's cemetery. If you want to see him every year, you have to travel a long way to the martyr's cemetery to see him.
"Dad, it's all said, it's a game, it's a game. Video game. Lin Dong couldn't help but sigh, his old father was concerned about it.
"Games? Oh! You're talking about the kind of entertainment on the computer? There's nothing bad about that. Lin Fenglai's answer surprised Lin Dong.
That's too differentiating!
His grandson went to engage in art creation and became a painter, and he said that his grandson did not do his job properly and did not inherit the family business and scolded him for more than half a year. It's all gnashing of teeth when it comes to it now, why does the younger brother's grandson go to play games, and he actually says that there is nothing bad about it?
"Dad, are you too ......" Lin Dong wanted to protest, but was glared at fiercely by Lin Fenglai.
"Zhao'er has just been found by me, what does he want to do, I support him as a grandfather!" Faced with the quarrel between these two old people, whose average age was over seventy years old, Lin Zhao was terrified.
"That, grandpa, grandpa, in fact, I am also a professional, we can play in the national league, the global league, and in ten days, it will be the national league. I'm going to participate then, do you want to come and see it? As soon as he thought that Qingling's grandfather was going to come over to support Qingling, Lin Zhao really hoped to get the support and recognition of his relatives.
"Huh? Can you still play? That has to go! Lin Fenglai said excitedly, looking the same as Qing Lao, he was a complete old naughty boy.
"I don't have time, I still have a lot of things to do in the company every day." Lin Dong said with a cold face, what are you kidding, he is tens of millions of minutes and above. Running to watch a race? Trouble!
"Zhao'er asked you to go, but you grandfather won't go! Is there a person who looks like an elder? Come with me! Grandpa's words directly made Lin Dong's whole face cold.
I was so aggrieved that I wanted to die, but I didn't dare to say it.
"Also, you're over 70 years old, it's time to stop and enjoy your old age, and let your grandson, who plays with art, put away the paintings at hand and come back to inherit the company. I've been painting for three or four years and I haven't had any interest, what future can I have? Hurry back and inherit the family business. Lin Fenglai popped out again, and Lin Dong completely collapsed.
"It's not! Dad, people are not fighting with other people, he is painting Chinese paintings, and Chinese paintings originally need time to accumulate. Lin Dong tried to communicate with Lin Fenglai, but he didn't expect Lin Fenglai to listen at all, the appearance of his left ear going in and his right ear coming out, Lin Dong was also angry, and he didn't know what to say.
"Moreover, don't you think that Zhao'er should be allowed to put down the game and train him to inherit the company?" Lin Dong tentatively proposed.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Zhao was mentioned, it was as if he had asked for Lin Fenglai's life.
He raised his eyes and glared at his son fiercely, "Why is it that my family Zhao'er just got it back, so it doesn't like him?" Let him do such tiring work? Your grandson is a Stanford finance graduate, what's wrong with inheriting the family business? My family Zhao'er is a hard-working child who went out to work after graduating from high school. Do something you love, what's wrong? ”
Hearing the conversation between these two people, Lin Zhao was more creepy than the other.
What is the origin of this grandfather?
What Succession Company? What else is Stanford.
It was something he had never thought of before.
And inherit the company? With his diploma, he was disgusted by people for playing games and didn't go to college, so what kind of company did he go to? Isn't that fatal?
"That grandfather, grandfather, don't quarrel." Lin Zhao sighed helplessly and acted as a peacemaker.
"Humph! Half a point without Ah Qing! Lin Fenglai snorted arrogantly, clasped his hands to his chest, and didn't look at his eldest son, who was always raising the bar with him.
Lin Dong couldn't cry or laugh, and finally drove to the hospital in a quarrel all the way.
Originally, the hospital was not allowed to visit during the confinement time.
But as soon as Grandpa Tai came, he directly asked Lin Dong to go through the procedures for upgrading the ward, and upgraded Lin Ming's ward to a VIP single ward. So you can go up directly to visit, when Grandpa Tai saw Lin Ming lying on the hospital bed, tears flashed in his eyes.
Because Lin Ming looks very much like Lin Qing's wife, when he saw this face, some of the insistences in his heart that he couldn't let go of disappeared.
"It'......" It was almost time for curfew, but two strangers he didn't know at all poured in. This made Lin Ming a little surprised, and what was even worse was that the nurse pushed him to change him to a high-level ward.
This ward is so high-end that it looks like a private apartment.
"Dad, this is my grandfather, that is, your grandfather, this is the grandfather, that is, your uncle." The nurse helped Lin Ming change the bed and left, leaving the space for their family.
Lin Zhao introduced them.
Lin Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally beckoned directly to his son.
"Where did you find someone to make me happy? Our great-grandfather has passed away a long time ago, and he died when I was a child. Lin Ming lowered his voice and said to Lin Zhao.
"It's ...... My own grandfather's dad. The corners of Lin Zhao's mouth twitched, and Lin Ming could only react.
looked at Lin Fenglai and Lin Dong in surprise, and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
"You ......"
"Son, we've been looking for you all these years, but there's no clue. Until a few days ago, your cousin helped me find your whereabouts, and your uncle and I came non-stop. For so many years, you have been exiled and made you suffer. Seeing the bandages wrapped around Lin Ming's head, and there was no good place on his body, Lin Fenglai was about to die of distress.
"Uh...... I'm okay grandpa. The old man was so old, but he still ran out to find him, which made Lin Ming lie if he said that he was not moved.
A heart seemed to warm up all of a sudden, and the heart that was deeply broken by the Lin family became more and more relieved with the conversation with Lin Fenglai and Lin Dong.
It was late at night, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Dong urged Lin Fenglai to go to the hotel to sleep, and he had something to do with him tomorrow to come over and continue to talk to Lin Ming.
Lin Ming felt that it was right, so he hurriedly urged Lin Fenglai to go to sleep.
"Well, that's good, I'll go to sleep first, you take care of your injuries, it's really not good, so I'll go to the imperial capital." There is any hospital in the imperial capital, if you want to enter, grandpa will arrange it for you. Grandpa's words made Lin Ming flattered.