Luo Wentao responded after a long time of silence: "I'll handle something in New York. I'll fly to Sanya in two days and take a few days off. Come and find me."

"Okay." Luo Jiajun nodded.

...

American New York.

"Luo, you can't smoke anymore, otherwise you will die." A blond and blue-eyed doctor said to Luo Wentao in broken Chinese: "Your heart function is weakening and shrinking... Do you understand?"

Luo Wentao looked at the doctor calmly and asked, "No gambling, no, I have only such a hobby for the rest of my life, don't let me quit."

"No, Luo...you have to understand the harm of cigarettes to you. I don't exaggerate it. It will take your life." The doctor said and was about to pick up the film: "Look here..."

"Haha." Luo Wentao responded with a smile: "I believe in your profession and know your own body."

"This will relieve your anxiety," the doctor picked up a few lollipops from the drawer: "It's better for you than tobacco and alcohol."

"Okay, thank you." Luo Wentao took the lollipop with a smile.

"I suggest you retire." The blonde doctor spread his hands and said, "Try to relieve yourself of your stress. You are no longer short of money, aren't you?"

"Haha, it's so scarce, why don't you have any?" Luo Wentao sighed and said, "No amount of money can be enough to get it."

"Watt?" The blonde doctor looked at Luo Wentao in confusion: "Have you experienced an economic crisis?"

Luo Wentao knew that the other party could not understand what he meant, so he only responded vaguely: "In Zhongg, the family crisis is much more difficult to resolve than the economic crisis! Thank you, Gerald."

"This is my job." The doctor took a few bottles of medicine to Luo Wentao's secretary: "Don't make him too excited, his heart will not be able to bear it..."

"I understand." The secretary nodded.

...

On the second day, Luo Wentao took a plane back to Sanya and lived in the mountaintop villa in Yal Bay.

After one day of cultivation, Luo Jiajun was alone, wearing a white sportswear, and came to Yal Bay, which has not yet been fully developed but has beautiful mountains, just like a fairyland on earth.

In the villa on the top of the mountain, Luo Wentao was wearing a nightgown and sat on an open balcony of more than 30 square meters, smoking a cigarette and looking at the view outside the window.

Luo Jiajun sat opposite, lowering his head and not saying a word.

"Oh." Luo Wentao sighed and said in a light voice: "I'll get you 1.5 billion, you can withdraw from Sanxin."

Luo Jiajun was stunned and looked up at the other party, with a slightly shocked look, because he didn't expect Lao Luo to say so directly.

"I haven't given you a chance." Luo Wentao blew up the ash: "You are unwilling to give up. If you want to fight, I have agreed. Over the years, you have started a small group and have to fight with Jiahong, but I haven't suppressed you. Whether you want to prove yourself or get something back, it's not convincing until now... it's not very convincing."

"Jiahong failed twice, you re-activated him, and my man was only framed once, you think I was not convinced... Is this fair?" Luo Jiajun asked expressionlessly.

"There is no absolute fairness in the world. God gave me the ability to expand territory, but I didn't give me a perfect family." Luo Wentao responded in a plain tone: "I have gained a lot and lost a lot. Jiajun, you trained Shen Tianze to raise a tiger to raise a tiger and created a great enemy for Sanxin Company. You have been in the company for more than ten years... But how many people are there who really talk to you?"

"Luo Jiahong has been named your son since he was born, but the company's senior management knows who I am?" Luo Jiajun asked in a trembling voice: "Of course no one supports me, because from the beginning, he and I were not on the same starting line! You have never admitted to anyone that I am your son too."

Lao Luo was silent for a while and still turned his head to look at the view outside the window: "Jiajun, I wanted to take a look again and choose again... but I don't seem to have that time."

Luo Jiajun was stunned.

"Two years, three years, five years... I don't know very well." Lao Luo turned his head and looked at Jiajun with a slightly rosy look and said, "Time forces me to express my opinion, but your luck is not good, and it has caught up with Liao Ang's corruption."

Luo Jiajun narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Wentao without answering the conversation.

"I took these 1.5 billion yuan, and the sky was so high that the birds could fly. Do whatever you want." Luo Wentao said in a concise way: "But you can't touch Sanxin anymore."

"...Is this your last attitude?" Luo Jiajun asked with his palms clasped.

"Yes!" Luo Wentao nodded decisively.

Luo Jiajun stood up tremblingly, pressed his hands on the table, and looked at Luo Wentao word by word and said, "It's all your son, why do I have this result?! You are not even in a bowl of water, why do you have to give me such a growing environment?!"

"Don't say it, okay?" Luo Wentao responded in a trembling voice.

"Why don't you say it?! You are successful now, you have mastered huge wealth and are glamorous in front of you... But you forgot, I wish you a helping hand is my mother!" Luo Jiajun slapped the table and shouted: "Without her, there would be Luo Wentao today, and there would be Sanxin today? But what about you, after you used up her... I felt that I was nailed to the pillar of shame, and I felt that I was a big stain in your life... I watched her die helplessly."

Luo Wentao looked at him, covered his chest unconsciously with his right hand, without saying a word.

"Since I joined the company, I have regarded myself as your nephew, but are they fools? Who doesn't know that I am like this? I hold my nephew's name, but the name of an illegitimate child is hanging on my head." Luo Jiajun said with tears in his eyes: "Why fight? Because it's unfair... it's unfair... they are all your children, one is sought after by thousands of people, and the other has been discriminated against from the beginning. I don't have a mother, and I don't have a father... I've never been!"

Luo Wentao closed his eyes with a pale face, and after a long silence, he said, "Jia Jun, I can get to this day... I have made countless mistakes that no one else has made... Life moves forward, I am in my early sixties... I have no chance to make up for it... If I were given another chance... I wouldn't treat you and your mother like this..."

Luo Jiajun stood there silently.

"Jiajun, if you are in Jiahong's position now, I will never say what you have to give you money today. But you have no advantage and it is difficult to convince the public. Once I push you up, I will be gone one day... who else can protect you?" Luo Wentao stared at Jiajun with his eyes and said softly: "You hate me, I want me to die... but I want you to live."

Luo Jiajun burst into tears when he heard the sound, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

...

Burmese d.

While Ozawa was talking to the call, the phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that the text message was as follows:

"In the event of the gift, there is also a very important woman who has no clear name, but her hometown is Dongbian, who is in her early thirties."
Chapter completed!