I listened to my sister's words today.

Father Luo put down his chopsticks and looked at Yun Mingcheng calmly: "Is there a problem with the project?"

Yun Mingcheng nodded gently, as if he had been mentally prepared, and explained: "It's like this, I invested in an overseas real estate project before."

"Everything was going smoothly, but recently the market has been quite volatile, and coupled with the sudden tightening of local policies, the return of funds has been much slower than expected, causing the project to temporarily run into difficulties."

"If we can get some cash flow now, we can stabilize the situation. When policies are relaxed and the project gets back on track, the returns will definitely be good."

“The capital chain is tight.”

Upon hearing this, Father Luo said, "When you took over the company, your second uncle and I reminded you that steady progress is the foundation of business. But you are not so good."

"We've expanded so rapidly in recent years, and now that problems have arisen, you're thinking of taking over the family assets?"

Yun Mingcheng looked a little embarrassed, but he still explained: "This situation is really only temporary."

"I admit that I was a bit radical before, but this project has great potential. As long as we can get through it, the returns will definitely double."

“That’s what I said, but who will bear the risk?”

Luo's mother spoke calmly, but her tone was not polite. "You want us to use the family assets to back up your decision. Do you think it's appropriate?"

The atmosphere at the table became solemn, and the original laughter disappeared without a trace, with only the occasional sound of Yun Yiru's chopsticks hitting the edge of the bowl.

Luo's mother sighed softly and broke the silence: "Mingcheng, have you discussed this matter with your father?"

"After all, it involves family assets, so this is no small matter."

Yun Mingcheng nodded, his eyes firm. "After discussing it, my dad thinks this project is indeed worth a try, but because the amount of money involved is quite large, we would like to hear your and uncle's opinions."

Father Luo did not express his opinion immediately, but turned to look at Ye Shihan: "Shihan, what do you think?"

Ye Shihan was stunned. She didn't expect to be called out.

She hesitated, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head and said seriously: "Brother Mingcheng, since the project itself still has prospects."

"It's just that we're facing difficulties due to short-term policy and market fluctuations. This funding is a timely relief and can really help alleviate the problem."

"but……"

Paused and pursed his lips.

"I think more detailed data and risk assessment reports are still needed. After all, family assets are the collective hard work of everyone."

Yun Mingcheng nodded slightly after hearing this. "Shihan is right. I have indeed prepared a detailed plan and risk analysis. I can bring it over for everyone to review tomorrow."

"If necessary, I am also willing to sign a personal guarantee agreement to ensure that there will be no loss of family assets."

Ye Shihan's words seemed to make Father Luo more resolute. He pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly: "The family's assets are not anyone's personal property."

“Mingcheng, I can see your sincerity, and I believe you have the ability to make this project a success, but this matter cannot be settled based on a temporary promise alone.

"Bring your plan and specific data here first, then make a decision."

Yun Mingcheng nodded in agreement, and the tension on his face seemed to ease a little: "Okay, then I'll bring the documents over tomorrow."

Yun Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, as if he was not used to such an occasion, but he quickly adjusted his mood and put on his usual decent smile on his face.

Greet each person individually politely and appropriately.

Although there were not many people in the room, every eye was fixed on him like a dense mass of needles.

"I still have some things to take care of, so I won't bother you any more."

His tone was calm, but his slightly furrowed brows betrayed his true emotions.

When he turned around and left, he walked a little faster, as if he was afraid that if he stayed for even a second longer he would be sucked in by something.

The atmosphere in the hall stagnated slightly as he left, and then returned to calm.

As soon as Yun Mingcheng's figure disappeared outside the door, a slight sound of footsteps was heard from behind the screen, and Old Man Yun slowly walked out.

"This kid has learned to read people's expressions."

In fact, the reason why Mr. Yun deliberately avoided it just now was entirely out of caution.

He knew very well that once his relationship with the Luoxi Group was exposed, it would inevitably bring unnecessary trouble.

But now he has already let go and handed over the power of the family to the next generation. As long as it is not a vital matter, he is too lazy to worry about it.

But despite this, he did not relax his observation of Yunmingcheng at all - this kid's recent behavior did not seem like he was just busy.

There were footsteps coming from the corridor on the other side of the hall, and an old lady came in carrying a cup of soy milk.

His face was full of doting, but because the child said he wanted to drink soy milk, he went to the vending machine, so he was not present.

As soon as I came in, I saw the old man standing next to me.

"What ideas are you thinking of?"

The old man waved his hand, his tone calm.

"Nothing, just keep eating."

After the two elders sat down, Yun Yiruo interjected, "What is family assets? Is it a lot of money?"

Everyone was stunned, then they all started laughing, and the depressing atmosphere eased a little.

Mother Luo patted Yun Yiruo's head lovingly: "Yes, it's a lot of money, but it needs to be carefully guarded and not spent carelessly."

Seeing the child speaking the truth in a serious manner, the whole audience burst into laughter again.

Then he took out his phone and pulled out a silver card from the phone case.

The card surface is silvery and has a high-end texture, as if a faint light is wandering on its surface, reflecting the warm light of the restaurant's chandelier, making it impossible to ignore its existence.

"You can use this. It's a pity you can't buy food with it, but my sister said you can spend the money as you please."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the table suddenly stagnated.

Everyone was stunned, even Yunmu, who had just been commenting on the meal with a relaxed look on her face, stopped using her chopsticks.

Ye Shihan was the only one who innocently held the grilled lamb chops, staring at the silver card with excitement. "This card is so beautiful! Who designed it?"

I had no idea of the shock this card would bring.

"Can you let me see it?"

After a long silence, Father Yun spoke.

"Of course."

Yun Yiruo realized that she had just grabbed the grilled lamb chops with her hands, and the card was covered with oil stains.

He wiped it twice with toilet paper and handed over the silver card.

Father Yun's hand was a little stiff when he took the card.

He turned the card over and over, slowly running his fingertips over the lines on the card surface.

After a moment, he said with a complicated expression: "This is indeed the silver card for GA trainee status..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Yun could no longer sit still.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see."

The silver card was passed to the old man, and his weather-beaten eyes were shining with brilliance.

He held the silver card up to the light, examining it from head to toe, his fingers slowly weighing the card.