If Zhang Fugui had known that Zhang Jiang would achieve such success, he would have definitely tried to stop him back then.
But now that things are set in stone, there's no use regretting.
"Xiao Yun, are you still working in Europe?" Zhang Fugui quickly wanted to change the subject, fearing that continuing this topic might embarrass him.
Fortunately, Zhang Jiang didn't want to push it too far either, to spare the old man from irritation.
It's not that he was particularly filial, but some things, only by letting the old man stay alive, could he realize how unfit his chosen heir turned out to be.
"Yes, she occasionally dabbles in the stock market, holds shares in my company, works at the UN, and travels on some weekends."
"Last time when I was on a business trip to Europe and saw her, I was stunned, it seemed like she hadn't changed at all these years."
