After Yang Kun completed the task, he called his mother to share the good news.
"Mom, everything went smoothly; we can preliminarily sign the cooperation agreement this afternoon."
"Good job. I had you handle this intentionally to give you some presence in the family. Although the old man was saved this time, he's in his seventies. We all know how many years he has left. If you don't make a good impression soon, you might not even find your name on the inheritance list."
Yang Real Estate had developed over several decades, and now with the old man being old and sick, a transfer of power was imminent.
"I'm aware, Mom. Haven't I been coming home every day to suck up to that old geezer? But was it really necessary for us to go to such lengths to target that Su Wen?" Yang Kun asked, curious.
