Song Lecheng stormed out of the club furiously, all the way back to the big villa where his maternal grandparents, the Qiu family, lived.
Although not as wealthy as the Song family, the Qiu family was also quite well-off. Otherwise, the two families would not have been able to arrange the marriage alliance back then. Old Master Qiu and Qiu Old Lady had long retired and were living a carefree life, spending their days gardening and walking their dogs.
Seeing her precious grandson come back, Qiu Old Lady immediately went up to greet him, "Lecheng is back! What would you like to eat for dinner tonight?"
With a darkened face, Song Lecheng said, "I won't eat, Grandma. I plan to go back home."
Qiu Old Lady was surprised. "You were living well here. Why do you suddenly want to go back? Are you uncomfortable staying here with Grandma?"
Song Lecheng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Old Master Qiu also came over, "What's the matter that got you so upset? Did your dad mess with you again?"
Song Lecheng didn't know how to express his feelings to the elderly couple for a while. Finally, he said indignantly, "I just don't want to keep muddling along like this! I want to go back and try to get my company back and run it again! We are all surnamed Song. I don't believe I am inferior to Song JinXing!"
Old Master Qiu and Qiu Old Lady exchanged glances, guessing their grandson must have been provoked somewhere again.
Qiu Old Lady stroked her grandson's head affectionately, "Silly child, why do you have to make things difficult for yourself when you already have a good life? You can live without worry for the rest of your life. Why must you compete in areas you are not good at?"
Song Lecheng was dumbfounded, "Grandma! How can you say that about me? Do you think I am inferior to Song JinXing too?"
Qiu Old Lady: "Lecheng, knowing yourself is a virtue. You are more suited to being a rich second generation who eats, drinks and plays around. Let's not do things we are not good at, okay my good grandson?"
Song Lecheng: "!!!"
Old Master Qiu also said, "Some people work hard their whole lives for money, fame, status, and to have a life like ours when they are old. You already have this kind of life without any effort, endless money, an enviable family background. Why make things difficult for yourself? Son, your vision is still too narrow. If your grandfather had your background, I would have lain flat long ago."
Song Lecheng: "...?"
Old Master Qiu poked his forehead, "You don't see the situation clearly! Your dad is also muddled! He insists on opposing Song JinXing. What good will come out of it? In your Song family, with the eldest son Song Xinwen at the top and the extraordinarily intelligent Song JinXing below, that position will never fall to your dad, the mediocre second son! I think your grandfather is determined to hand the Song Corporation over to Song JinXing. Rather than be at odds with him, it's better to get along well with him. Let him take the pressure and responsibility while you guys just earn some easy money. Isn't that good? Why insist on fighting with him when you can't win, and keep taking losses without learning your lesson!"
Song Lecheng felt his worldview had been shaken.
He had never thought of this perspective before.
Get along well with Song JinXing? No, no, definitely not!
Why not?
Song Lecheng stiffened his neck, "Once Song JinXing takes power, he will get rid of us all!"
Qiu Old Lady laughed, "Who told you that?"
Who said it? He couldn't remember either. Anyway, ever since Song JinXing returned to China and Old Master handed the corporation over to him, this kind of awareness had begun to form privately among the different family branches.
Old Master Qiu said, "It's been over a year since Song JinXing returned to China. Although your grandfather has not formally transferred all the shares to him yet, the actual situation is no different from him already being in power, right?"
Song Lecheng nodded stiffly.
Old Master Qiu went on, "So this past year, were your dad's shares, business, management rights in the company suppressed or taken back by him?"
Song Lecheng carefully recalled. Other than Song JinXing ruthlessly dealing with some shady businesses and bad debts under Song Jingwu's management when he first returned, causing huge losses for their family, he really hadn't interfered in the normal businesses afterwards.
As for his own entertainment company, better not mention that.
Even the monthly dividends from the Song Corporation shares he received were the same as before, and had even increased!
With the company profits going up, dividends would also increase. This showed that under the already peak situation of the Song Corporation, Song JinXing had boosted the company's performance another step in just this one year.
Song Lecheng felt like a veil had been lifted from his eyes.
Old Master Qiu glanced at his expression and slowly said while sitting in the rocking chair, "With someone paving the way ahead of you, you just need to follow behind cheering them on and picking up money. Isn't that good?"
Of course! Weren't the days of leisurely eating, drinking and having fun delightful? Wasn't the life of lying down while dividends rolled into his account comfortable? Why did he have to make things difficult for himself?
And making an effort was useless for him anyway. Those few years of messing with the entertainment company, he kept losing money!
Qiu Old Lady patted her grandson's hand, "Your grandpa and I won't harm you. Think it over carefully yourself. If you figure it out, tell your muddled-headed dad too."
The second son was always in an awkward position. Even if he won over the third branch, the eldest son was still above. Don't fight until you're beaten black and blue, and end up making clothes for others.
Old Master Qiu interrupted his wife, "Why are you telling Lecheng all this? With his brain, how will he remember it all, let alone get through to his dad?"
Song Lecheng was furious, "Grandpa! Do you think I'm that stupid?! Of course I can figure it out! Don't worry! When I go back this time, I will convince my dad! We won't oppose Song JinXing anymore!"
Qiu Old Lady said, "Oh my, my grandson is so smart! See, old man, my grandson is not useless. With some carving he can still look quite good!"
Song Lecheng stood tall and proud, "Of course!" He held Qiu Old Lady's hand, "Grandma, don't worry, I'll go pack up now and head home. I will talk properly with my dad."
Qiu Old Lady said, "Go on, my clever grandson. Grandma knows you are a smart child."
Song Lecheng bounced away happily. Qiu Old Lady and Old Master Qiu looked at each other, both heaving a sigh of relief at the same time.
Old Master Qiu lowered his voice, "Jingwu is stubborn and arrogant. He won't listen to these words. The more we say, the more he'll think we're looking down on his ability and regret marrying our daughter to him. Hopefully Lecheng's words will work."
Qiu Old Lady nodded in agreement, "Lecheng is still easier to fool." She sighed, "With a brain like his, yet he wants to compete for such a huge business empire. If I were Song Deming, I wouldn't choose him either!"