Looking where the voice came from, I saw that it was none other than Shen Zhentao's father, Shen Qianluan.
Chen Mo nodded quickly and saluted: "Third uncle, you are really complimenting me. I am a soft-spoken person. Even if word gets out, no one will believe it. Moreover, what other people think of our Shen family is other people's business. At worst, let them investigate. , Our Shen family has a strict family tradition, why are we still worried that they won’t be able to investigate?”
"Well, you are right. In the past, the Shen family had a strict family tradition, and they were really not afraid of others coming to investigate!"
"Yes, so I am also following the footsteps of our Shen family. My third uncle may not know yet, but the financial director of my company was once a ruthless man who got his boss into trouble."
Facing the deputy-provincial third uncle of the Shen family in front of him, Chen Mo remained neither humble nor overbearing.
He knew very well that a big family like the Shen family didn't think highly of people in the entertainment industry, but today, he couldn't give in to anything.
This is not only related to his own dignity, but also related to the power of Shen Qianshan's family lineage.
Shen Binghe no longer kept silent now. He walked to Chen Mo and said, "Third uncle, Chen Mo has just arrived at Shen's house. Some of his words may have offended you. Third uncle, please don't mind. However, third uncle must pay attention to Zhentao's words and deeds. At one o'clock, he can easily spend 300,000 yuan to listen to a song at home. I wonder what his situation is like outside? He is more or less within the system now. If outsiders see it, they may have crazy thoughts. "
Seeing that the former almost returned what he had said to scold Chen Mo just now, Shen Qianluan's face became somewhat uneasy.
He looked coldly at the bank card that his son was still holding in his hand: "You're a traitor, does your family give you the necessities of life so that you can show off everywhere? Starting from next month, your expenses will be halved!"
"Dad, you...I..."
"Sure enough, Third Uncle understands justice. I will follow Third Uncle's instructions and halve Zhentao's living expenses next month. It just so happens that the company's funds are somewhat tight recently!"
Shen Qianluan was choked by a sentence and didn't know what to say. All the talk about financial constraints was nonsense.
Even though the monthly living expenses for his son are considerable, they are nothing compared to the trillion-dollar Shen Group, and halving the expenses will do nothing to help the group's funds.
After snorting again, he grabbed his son's shoulders, and the father and son entered the west wing courtyard dejectedly.
Upstairs in the main house in the distance, Shen Qianshan was standing by the window. Although he couldn't hear what the others had just said, he could see that Chen Mo had the upper hand, so he smiled with satisfaction.
"Husband, isn't it a little bad to just let Binghe and the others handle it alone?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. The Shen Group is basically managed by Binghe now, and he needs to grow up quickly. Chen Mo, a brat, is not bad. He can also help Binghe in the future, so that I can accompany you everywhere with peace of mind. Go travel, resign that lousy director of yours, and let us enjoy life!"
"Who do you think is Director Po? I think you are Chairman Po!"
Han Yue grabbed Shen Qianshan's ears and pulled him away from the window. After a while, a wailing sound like a slaughtering pig sounded in the main room.
The three people downstairs vaguely heard the sound, and Chen Mo asked with some confusion: "Does the old house still kill pigs by itself?"
Shen Qingrou rolled her eyes at him: "What did you say? Humph!"
Even though Shen Binghe always had a face of ice, now he was burning with embarrassment: "It's ten o'clock, grandpa is almost awake. Come on, let's go see grandpa."
After saying that, the guy ran through the main house and came to the back yard.
Hearing another scream, Chen Mo realized what he was doing, quickly pulled Shen Qingrou and left the main room as if running away.
The old man Shen Zhenggang had already gotten up. To be honest, he was sleeping in his cage. He got up at 7 o'clock in the morning, had breakfast, did some health-preserving boxing, and then went back to sleep.
At this time, the little girl arrived at the back room out of nowhere, holding a big chicken drumstick in her left hand and a beef skewer.
"Grandpa Zu, Luoluo invites you to eat beef skewers. Luoluo likes beef the most!" Shen Xingluo stood next to Uncle Zhong, looked at the beef skewers in his hand, and swallowed.
Shen Zhenggang burst out laughing when he heard this. He couldn't tell that his great-granddaughter liked beef very much.
After thinking about it, he still took a piece of beef from the beef skewer: "Okay, Luoluo invites Grandpa to eat. Grandpa must eat it, but Grandpa can only eat one piece. Luoluo should eat the rest by herself. That’s good.”
After saying that, he was about to stuff the fried beef into his mouth, but was caught by Shen Binghe who ran in.
"Grandpa, the health doctor said you can't eat too greasy food, you..."
"What are you doing? I'll just take one. Besides, this was given to me by Luoluo. I'll eat whatever you say!" Shen Zhenggang glared at Shen Binghe, then swallowed the beef directly and started chewing it happily.
Shen Binghe was helpless about this. He didn't dare to confront the old man.
At this time, Chen Mo and Shen Qingrou also came to the back room. Shen Zhenggang saw the two of them and smiled: "Xiao Mo, you just came here to see grandpa. Are you being embarrassed?"
"Grandpa is really clever, but it's not like he was embarrassed. It was just a verbal spat."
"Look at your appearance, kid. It seems that you have won the war of words, but it was just a small fight. The main event will be during dinner later!" Shen Zhenggang nodded with a smile, regardless of the war of words. It was still a real fight, and his grandson-in-law couldn't lose, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for his old man.
Chen Mo naturally understood in his heart, but he didn't intend to start a war of words anymore, it was boring.
So when the rest of the Shen family turned their attention to him, he had already made up his mind about the old man. He just heard him say: "Grandpa, I really don't want to talk to them anymore. It's a bit boring. Can you please help me?" Me?"
"If you don't want to talk nonsense, do you still want to use real guns and live ammunition to attack them?"
"No, I don't have that much courage, and they and I are not in the same system. It's really pointless to argue. To compete, we only need to make achievements in our respective fields. Only the results are the best proof. Don't you think so? Ah, grandpa?"
Chen Mo was really frightened by the old man's words. He was about to draw a gun in just a few words, so he quickly explained.
Seeing this, Shen Qingrou hurriedly stepped forward to hold Shen Zhenggang's arm: "Grandpa, please help Chen Mo. It would be bad if you offend them too much. When we were outside in the yard just now, Chen Mo and his third uncle and his son Two people..."
"Well, what Qing Rou girl said is not unreasonable. If you offend him harshly, it will be detrimental to both Xiao Mo and Bing He. You both still need room to grow!" Shen Zhenggang frowned. He knew what his son was thinking, but it was still early. After a while, he looked at the two of them and said, "When you have lunch later, the old man and I will sit together. I want to see how those little brats can make trouble!"
(To be continued!)
