Mr. Jenkins chuckled.
Not even mentioning several decades older, even if he were ten years younger, he would take over the organization.
Since ancient times, no man has been disinterested in power and wealth.
Unfortunately, his age had caught up with him, and he wouldn't live much longer. Taking this organization into his hands would be a waste. It would be better to find a suitable successor early so as to benefit future generations.
"I don't want to deceive grandpa. I'm interested in this organization and hope grandpa will hand it over to me."
Hearing these words, Mr. Jenkins just smiled and stayed silent.
He admired the boldness of his grandson, who had greatly changed from his former foolish self.
"Grandpa also wants to hand it over to you, but this matter was decided by your dad back then..." Mr. Jenkins hesitated.
