My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 276 Letter

Uncle Zhao took them directly to my office, and when they saw me again, they all had smiles and gratitude on their faces.

Moreover, each of them exudes a spirit of eagerness to try.

As a designer, I also hope to help them when I am able, just like when I was struggling, I received a lot of help from kind people.

I smiled and extended my hand to Boss Yao, "Welcome to the Su Group. Here you can confidently pursue the designs you want to make."

"As long as you can produce good work, I will definitely give you the best treatment."

I've never been one to boast, and perhaps it was because Boss Yao revealed my identity to them that I saw only recognition and respect in their eyes.

I turned and handed them a document on the table. “I hope our first new store will open in a month. Time is short and the task is heavy.”

"This is also my first project at Su's. I hope you can cooperate with me. After the task is completed, everyone's bonus will be doubled."

Hearing me say that, their eyes lit up and they were filled with enthusiasm.

However, as it turns out, my choice was correct.

A month later, my restaurant officially opened for business.

Even at the ribbon-cutting ceremony on the opening day, I only invited a few people who approved of me, along with Boss Yao's team.

The scale of the operation was enormous, which surprised everyone, because they were just unknown designers.

Even they themselves did not expect that they would be asked to appear as designers on such an important occasion.

Actually, I wanted their designs to be recognized by everyone.

Moreover, I also want to use this to strengthen their belief in continuing on their path, because doing what you want to do is actually a very difficult thing.

I hope that I can hold up an umbrella for them when they face the rain and difficulties I've encountered over the years.

And my maternal grandmother finally returned from her trip a week later.

The night they returned, I took a break from working overtime and stayed home.

During this period, although the uncle was suppressed, things did not calm down within the group.

The departure of the uncle brought benefits to some, but also made others feel insecure, fearing that he would be the next one to be ousted.

Therefore, they inevitably engage in some underhanded tactics.

I know a lot of things.

However, if it's just a minor issue and doesn't affect the group's stability and interests, I choose to turn a blind eye.

Some even called my uncle's method of ousting him from the board of directors ruthless.

As a gentle person, I can only laugh it off when I'm given such a label.

After dinner, I reported to my grandfather on the problems and potential risks that had plagued the group recently.

But from then on, Grandpa would just laugh it off, saying, "You don't need to report these things to me anymore."

"As long as the company doesn't make any major mistakes, I won't oppose any of your decisions, so you can rest assured."

"Of course I know that my grandfather supports me."

"But the group has been around for a long time, and some of the shareholders are shrewd and calculating. I'm afraid I won't handle it well, and I'm also afraid of hurting the relationship between my grandfather and the shareholders."

Grandpa didn't take it to heart, saying, "Shareholders care about profits; relationships are maintained privately."

"If a friendship can be damaged by self-interest, then it's not a true friendship. Go ahead and do it, don't worry about anything else."

"Hearing my grandfather say that, I feel relieved."

"Actually, some people also benefited from my uncle's affair. They are no longer as united as before, and I believe they will not join forces against me again."

Grandpa nodded, probably because my analysis made sense, though he didn't say it aloud.

Actually, I didn't finish explaining. In addition, there were the shares I bought from my uncle and the ones my maternal grandfather gave me.

In fact, I am already the largest shareholder of the Su Group. Even if they want to join forces to drive me out of the group, it will probably not be such a simple matter.

Grandma brought out two bowls of sweet candy and handed them to Grandpa and me. She looked at me with great concern and scolded Grandpa.

"Old man, I'm not trying to criticize you, but how could you let Xiaotian deal with those old foxes all by himself?"

"Can't you just resolve all their issues and put a clean and legitimate company in the hands of your child?"

“I haven’t seen this child for two months, and he’s gotten thinner. I can’t bear to see him like this.”

I know that my grandmother felt sorry for me, and I also understand my grandfather's good intentions.

After all, how could such a large corporation be as clean as water?

There is no motivation or development without profit; this is an age-old truth.

Taking the sweet soup from her grandmother, she said, "Don't worry, these are all minor issues. If there's anything I can't handle, Grandpa won't be able to sit still either."

Hearing me say that, the two elderly people were finally relieved.

Grandpa nodded in agreement, "You've grown up, and your grandma and I can finally rest easy."

He patted me on the shoulder reassuringly, which was a form of recognition for me.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about these heavy topics anymore. Let Grandma tell you about the fun Grandpa and I have had these past few months."

As she spoke, my grandmother pulled me aside and told me many of the things she and my grandfather had seen and heard during their travels.

And they talked for more than an hour.

As night deepened, Grandpa took Grandma to rest, but Grandma was so happy she couldn't express it all.

Grandpa was worried that Grandma would get tired, so he insisted that she go and rest.

Grandma refused, so Grandpa threatened her with surgery and going to the hospital.

Only then did he convince his grandmother to go back to her room to rest with him.

My grandparents had just gone back to their room when Grandpa Qiao arrived and handed me a file folder.

"Mr. Qiao, what is this?"

Master Qiao was also a little puzzled. "I don't know. They only said it was a letter for you, young master."

letter?

In this age of advanced communication, how can anyone still write letters?

Mr. Qiao raised the same question and left after handing me the file bag.

I took the file bag upstairs and opened it when I got back to my room. Inside was a letter, and the handwriting on the envelope made me freeze in place.

Even though I haven't seen it for several years, I will never forget this handwriting.

I've been looking at this handwriting for many years because it belongs to Song Yafei.

Besides being shocked, I was also a little confused as to why she would write to me.

Although I had changed my number before, the fact that Assistant Luo called last time means that she already knew my number.

Moreover, the purpose of changing the number was to cut off contact and entanglement with each other, but I didn't expect her to still pester me.

I tossed the envelope onto the table, hesitant and uncertain. I glanced back at it a few times, wanting to open it yet also not wanting to.

With this hesitant feeling, I hid in the bathroom.

After washing up, I saw the envelope again and opened it.