1978: I Don't Know What He Has to Do

I Don't Know What He Has to Do

"I've already told your dad that you'll split the family business with your brother. So, take whatever I give you now because these things are yours."2

Qiao Mianmian looked at the card in her hand and hesitated for a while before nodding at her. "Alright, I'll accept it."

Madam Bai smiled. "Mom has prepared a villa for you. It's being renovated. When it's done, I'll bring you over to take a look. Although Yesi is treating you well now, the world is unpredictable. It's always good to have a backup plan.

"I hope my daughter can be confident and can leave at any time. She doesn't have to rely on anyone."

Feeling Madam Bai's sincerity, Qiao Mianmian was touched. "Mom, thank you."

…

When Qiao Mianmian went to look for Mo Yesi, he was still playing chess with Father Bai.

The match seemed to have just ended.

"Dad, I lost again." Mo Yesi placed a chess piece on the chessboard and smiled at Father Bai. "I admit my inferiority."

"How are you inferior? You're deliberately making me, this old man, happy." Father Bai smiled and said, "Yesi, this isn't easy. Letting me win on purpose without my notice isn't something an ordinary person can do."

Mo Yesi smiled. "Dad, you're the best. I can't compare to you."

"It's not like I really can't tell. You deliberately gave me a handicap of two stones. Otherwise, I would be the one losing this round. Yusheng is right. I'm afraid that even the two of us combined aren't your match. In the younger generation, there aren't many who can play as well as you. There aren't many who can calm down and learn this game.

"No wonder you managed the Mo Corporation so well at such a young age. The younger generation will surpass us."

After a few rounds of chess, Father Bai admired him even more now.

His words were full of praise.

It seemed like he was very satisfied with Mo Yesi.

"Yesi, I've never heard your dad praise anyone so much. Even Yusheng doesn't receive as much praise from him," said Madam Bai as she brought Qiao Mianmian into the chess room.

"It's true." Bai Yusheng nodded in agreement. "Ah Si, my dad is very satisfied with you. You didn't play for nothing."

"That's because Yesi is indeed outstanding." Father Bai glared at him. "Do you think he's like you? If you learn more from Yesi, when you can be as outstanding as him, I won't have to worry about you."

Bai Yusheng rubbed his forehead and looked like he had a headache. "Alright, Dad, don't say anymore. You'd better give up. Your son is like this. I'll be like this for the rest of my life. I can't get better."

"You…"

"Alright, stop arguing. Mianmian and Yesi are still here." Madam Bai stopped the argument.

Bai Yusheng shrugged. "I don't want to argue with him. I have something on. I'm going out for a while. I might not be back tonight."

"Where are you going again?" Father Bai frowned.

"You won't understand anything about work." Bai Yusheng turned around and glanced at Qiao Mianmian. "Mianmian, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Let's go together."

Bai Yusheng then left.

Father Bai was unhappy. "I don't know what he's busy with."

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