Long Jian straightened to his full height. He was taller than either his father Long Tengfei or his older brother Long Hui. He walked to the living room and sat on the couch beside his mother.
Zhu Ning poured hot tea for her son.
"There is no need to remind me, Uncle Xiaopeng. I already received information from my business insiders that Father is planning on promoting me to work at the main company soon. Maybe within this year. When that happens, everyone will soon know that I'm more capable than Long Hui. I'll make it into a situation that Father will have no choice but to appoint me as his successor because it will be for the company's best interests to do so."
"That's my son!"
Zhu Ning looked very proud. An almost maniacal ambition danced in her eyes. She couldn't wait for the moment when her son succeeded as the next head of the Longs. Wouldn't that make her the Long family's Old Madam? She felt absolutely gleeful at the thought.
