Men always wear a well-tailored suit at work. As soon as they enter the door, they take off their suit jackets, casually untie the Windsor knot at their collar and tie, and then unbutton two buttons.

Deep down, a man doesn't want to be bound by constraints, and good professional education allows him to always remain graceful in front of others.

Untying the restraints and rolling up his sleeves, Shang Jianghan picked up the little guy who was clinging to his thighs.

"It's only been half a day since we last met. Do you miss your dad?" Shang Jianghan asked with a smile.

The little guy nodded: "I miss you, Dad. It feels like a long time since I last saw you!"

This guy learns and applies what he learns.

Shen Chaoxi shook his head speechlessly, "I'm convinced. I really don't know who he looks like?"

Shang Jianghan tossed the little guy in the air a few times and then put him down.

“It doesn’t matter who you look like, the most important thing is to be happy and free from worries.”

Shen Chaoxi put lunch on the table and looked over.

"Oh! It's a bit unrealistic for Mr. Shang to say this!"

The man was about to go into the lounge bathroom to wash his hands, but when he heard this he turned around and asked, “Why is this unrealistic?”

His eyes were calm, deep and tender.

Shen Chaoxi placed the little guy in a children's dining chair and said as he served him food, "Aren't you still hoping that your son will take your place before you retire and that you'll travel around the world with me?"

Shang Jianghan suddenly remembered where this sentence came from.

Not long ago he went on a business trip and was gone for a week. Talking to me every day couldn't ease my longing for him.

After a social event, I returned to the suite at midnight. I thought my wife was asleep, but I unexpectedly received a video greeting from her.

"Why are you so busy?" The girl on the other end of the phone couldn't help but complain, and her voice was also full of heartache.

I stay up at night just to wait for him to finish his work and say good night to him.

"Have you had dinner? If you can avoid drinking at social events, then don't drink. Who dares to force you to drink?"

When a girl becomes bossy, there is no point in reasoning.

Shang Jianghan had been working non-stop all day, and all his physical and mental exhaustion was driven away by the words on the other end of the phone.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Shang Jianghan gently coaxed the girl opposite him.

"When my son grows up, let him become independent and take over the group. I will take you on a trip around the world."

Shen Chaoxi remembered these words clearly and used them to shut the man up.

After washing his hands, the little guy was eating happily with his own spoon.

"As the saying goes, a strict father will produce a talented son. If you let the little guy do whatever he wants, he will become free and undisciplined in the future. How can you let him manage the group for you?"

Shang Jianghan smiled faintly and reached out to serve soup to Shen Chaoxi.

"It's too early to say this now. Why bother defining a certain future for children? It's too tiring."

Shen Chaoxi fully agreed with his opinion, and then thought about the future of such a huge company as Lianzhong in a few decades.

If Shang Zhuoming really wasn't cut out for business, they couldn't just let him destroy Lianzhong.

The prodigal son Bai Qirui of the Bai family back then was a living example of this.

Regarding the issue of future succession of Lianzhong, Shang Jianghan has his own plans in mind. He will have two children, Shang Luo and Sitian. Each child has his own strengths and weaknesses. The succession of the company does not have to be direct, and he can even find a special manager to do it.

Of course, he also believed that he and Shen Chaoxi had excellent genes, and the child would definitely not be bad.

Children's education is a process of teaching by example. How could a child who grows up under the influence of his or her environment learn bad things?

It was a very pleasant lunch.

Half an hour after dinner, Shang Zhuoming took a nap while Shen Chaoxi half-leaned on the sofa to check thesis information.

During this period, the secretary assistant went in and out several times, and Mr. Shang used the children's lunch break to process documents.

At three o'clock, Shang Zhuoming woke up, drank some water and ate some rice cakes, then started jumping around happily again.

Shang Jianghan signed the last document, put the black pen into the pen holder, rubbed his shoulder blades and stood up.

"We have nothing to do this afternoon, how about we go to the sanatorium?"

Mr. Shang was recuperating in the sanatorium, and they hadn't seen each other for more than a month. Shen Chaoxi had no objection, wiped the little guy's hands and face, packed his schoolbag and was about to leave.

Walking out of the president's office, the secretaries and assistants in the corridor outside the door were busy as usual.

The little guy walked in front of his parents, and suddenly put his hands behind his back, and walked out with a heroic and confident step as if he didn't care about anyone.

Shen Chaoxi simply couldn't bear to watch it, and leaned his head on Shang Jianghan's right arm, trying to hide his presence.

After receiving some greetings and compliments, the three of them finally got on the elevator and headed straight to the underground parking lot.

The elevator door closed, and the next second two chubby little hands hugged Shen Chaoxi's knees.

"Mom, I can't walk anymore, I need a hug!"

Shen Chaoxi pulled his little hand, squatted down and looked at the little guy.

"Have you ever seen a little CEO who still wants his mother to hold him?"

"I was pretending!" The little guy made excuses for himself.

Shang Jianghan put away the phone and looked down at the two, one big and one small.

"You are already two years old. You will go to school next year. You can't always need adults to hold you."

Two adults and one child were discussing whether or not to hold the baby, and the elevator door opened.

The driver was waiting in front of the stretched Rolls-Royce.

The family of three opened the back door and got in.

At the end of October, the weather turned cooler and the temperature in Beijing suddenly dropped to 7 or 8 degrees. We had to wear thick cashmere coats for morning exercises.

Dad Xu has been in high spirits recently and is living a very happy life.

Since coming to Beijing and taking care of his children, apart from the usual fearless worries, Dad Xu's spirits have become better and better, and he joins in the Tai Chi practice in the park early in the morning.

Today was no exception. After practicing Tai Chi, he did not forget to bring a portion of fried cakes and soy milk for his daughter from a nearby breakfast shop, and a bag of steamed dumplings for Mother Xu. He liked to eat a bowl of hot noodle soup.

The family has different diets, but they live in harmony.

As I entered the elevator with the food, I saw that there were already people in the elevator car coming up from the basement.

Father Xu took one look at the tall man in black and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he was.

"Uncle, are you going for morning exercise?" Su Yi spoke first.

Father Xu remembered the unique low voice of the young man in front of him.

"Oh, it's Officer Su. I can't remember it."

"It's okay. It was too late that day anyway. Uncle, you don't have to be polite. Just call me Xiao Su."

The two greeted each other, and Dad Xu remembered the breakfast in his hand.

"Xiao Su, have you had breakfast?"

Su Yi answered truthfully: "I was on duty last night and didn't make it in time."

"It just so happens that the breakfast vendor is from my hometown. He stuffed two extra trays of steamed buns in. His steamed buns are famous for their taste. If you go out an hour early in the morning, you can't buy any. It would be a pity if you can't eat too much. Why don't you come to my house for breakfast?"

Su Yi was slightly startled, thinking that the uncle in front of him was too familiar.

"I heard from Xiaoyun that you are Chaoxi's friend and helped a lot in the last case. Don't be polite to uncle."

The two were talking, and Su Yi followed Xu's father downstairs without even noticing.

As soon as the two entered the door, Dad Xu asked Mom Xu if the noodle soup was ready.

Mrs. Xu poked her head out of the kitchen and was about to say that it couldn't be that fast, but before she could say anything, she saw a man coming in from behind Mr. Xu.

Mrs. Xu had a good memory and recognized who the person was. When she heard Mr. Xu inviting people to breakfast, she hurriedly greeted them.

"Come in quickly, I'm preparing to roll noodles, Officer Su, please stay and taste my cooking skills."

The old couple have been honest people for half their lives, and the people they respect the most are the people’s police, and they are so enthusiastic about it.

(End of this chapter)