"Let them give him more trouble; don't let his position as president be too smooth."
"I really hope he's nothing but an incompetent pretty boy, and that he shows his inability soon. This way, your grandfather will hand the company back to you."
Rong Shaoze leaned back on the sofa, hands pillowing his head, eyes slightly narrowed, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Rong's mother continued, "How about that thing I mentioned last time? Have a child with Lin Xinlan sooner. With a child, you'll inherit more shares in the future."
"Mom, do you really think that if I have a child, Grandfather will hand the company back to me?" Rong Shaoze retorted.
Rong's mother was taken aback.
"Who else would he hand it to if not you? He watched you grow up; you're his grandson. He knows your abilities best. I don't believe he doesn't know you're more capable than your cousin. As long as you maintain Shengjue's reputation, your grandfather will definitely leave the company in your hands."
