Upon hearing Yin Bin's unabashed praise, Wei Cheng was smug as a bug, though on the surface he was the picture of humility.
He said, "Uncle, you're overpraising me. Xiaoqin is actually very intelligent, he just tends to be ruled by his emotions."
Yin Bin shook his head, "His mind has never really been on the company."
"That's why, Uncle, I should arrange the news coverage."
"No need." Yin Bin suddenly sighed.
Weicheng looked at him incredulously, "Uncle, you must realize that it's a win-win situation."
"If I do this, Xiaoqin will despise me for the rest of his life." Yin Bin helplessly replied, "Alright, let him throw his tantrum."
Weicheng's face darkened instantly.
All these years...
He had spent so many years dutifully sucking up to Yin Bin, only to realize that in Yin Bin's eyes, his son always remained the top priority.
In his heart, his son could do no wrong, while he was mere hired help.
Jealousy burned within him.
