"In that case, why don't you take care of Hai Rui for a few months and let President Mo come act?" Wei An tried to suggest.
"You wish!" Elder Mo scoffed. Who was he kidding? It hadn't been easy for him to brush off his business to Mo Ting. There was no way he'd stick his fingers back in. "Hai Rui can only be managed by Mo Ting, my brain can no longer handle it...All I can do these days is act."
Wei An smiled and did not say another word. The old man had definitely gotten a lot lazier. However, it couldn't be denied that he had built up the entire Hai Rui empire with his own hands. Those few years in Beijing were his glory years. But, after many years enjoying life with his grandchildren with no cares, the ambition he once had, had long faded. Yet, his brain was still one that not everyone could compete with.
"From the sounds of it, you've decided to acknowledge this granddaughter-in-law of yours?"
