Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 110 of 214
"And if I don't? I can't very well just stand by and watch him struggle," Yang Shuoxuan said helplessly, spreading his hands. "When it comes to relatives, this sort of thing is the hardest to deal with."
"Ah." Yang Cheyan sighed too. "If the money weren't all yours and I couldn't make the decision, I'd have agreed to help your uncle a while ago."
"Heh, I have to say, Dad, you've matured quite a bit these past few days," Yang Xutang said with a laugh. "In the past, you'd probably have agreed on the spot without giving it a second thought."
"You little rascal, what's that supposed to mean?" Yang Cheyan glared. "What do you mean, I've matured quite a bit? I'm your father—of course I'm mature!"
"I mean in business and in handling personal relationships." Yang Shuoxuan knew his phrasing had been vague and hurried to explain.
"You brat, what are you saying?" Yang Cheyan gave Yang Puqi a smack on the head, then dropped his joking tone and said to Yang Ce seriously, "The group company will be officially listed in a couple of days. We've acquired the whole thing, so the factory site stays where it was—only the personnel and organizational structure have changed."
"Mm. Just discuss this with Hou Lin and Uncle Feng. You don't need to clear everything with me," Yang Yuting said with a nod.
"Who's clearing anything with you? Watch your mouth!" Yang Cheyan rolled his eyes. "Your old dad is discussing it with you."
"All right, discussing. Then go ahead," Yang Ce said, not having expected his father to be so particular about the wording.
"There's one more important matter—it's like this." Yang Cheyan said slowly, "A big star named Shu Ya is coming to Songjiang to hold a concert, and Mingyang Entertainment Group is the top name in our city's entertainment industry. The city's Cultural Bureau wants to know whether Mingyang Entertainment would be interested in hosting the concert. After all, in Songjiang there aren't many who have the capability, and the only one who can hold the stage is Mingyang."
"Ha, Dad, you even know what 'holding the stage' means now?" Yang Ce couldn't help laughing.
"I learned it from old Feng," Yang Cheyan said with a wry shake of his head. "Running around everywhere with old Feng these past few days, I've met all sorts of people from every walk of life. Whether I like it or not, I have to be familiar with this social side of things. This chairman really is a position that trains a man."
"Well, as long as you're happy," Yang Ce said, looking at his father's passionate expression with some comfort. "By the way, shouldn't this be Big Hou's responsibility? What does it have to do with you?"
"This matter is indeed under President Hou's purview, but he said that our Songjiang Mingyang Heavy Industry Group has just been listed and its name isn't well known yet, so it would be better to use this concert to build some momentum. So he suggested the concert be hosted by the heavy industry group," Yang Cheyan explained.
"Oh, I see." Yang Ce thought it over. "That's a good thing. Big Hou is right—Shu Ya is one of the top stars in the country right now, and her concert in Songjiang will definitely be broadcast by many TV stations. As long as we slip in some ads for the group, our group's name will get out there."
"All right then. Since you feel the same way, I'll discuss it with old Feng and get it going," Yang Cheyan said.
"By the way, how is that fellow Wang Jinde doing?" Yang Ce suddenly thought of Wang Jinde. Last time he had asked him to come pick him up at the temple fair, but because of the sudden incident with Chen Shutang, Yang Ce had left the fair before Wang Jinde arrived. He hadn't seen the fellow since, and wondered how he had been lately.