Chapter 1415: Asking for a Bonus

"Let's go, let's talk in the Study, let your mother rest."

He doted on his wife and couldn't bear to let her stay up late, but Shi Youxuan didn't appreciate it and followed them to the Study anyway.

She was curious; she was curious about what the two sons wanted to discuss with their father.

It was all so mysterious; she had asked several times just now, but they wouldn't tell her.

The Study.

Sheng Hanyu sat in the large executive chair, while Zichen and Litian stood properly in front of the desk, looking like subordinates reporting on their work.

Shi Youxuan sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, listening in.

Zichen spoke first: "Chairman Sheng, my name is Sheng Zichen, and the one beside me is my younger brother Sheng Litian. We are both students in Class Twelve at First High School. I am the Class Monitor, and he is the Sports Representative..."

Sheng Hanyu thought to himself, do I not know what your names are?

Putting green onions in a pig's nose to pretend to be an elephant in front of me.

However, he still appreciated Zichen and Litian's serious demeanor. It looked like they were going to talk about something important, which was good; one should have a serious attitude when discussing serious matters.

The two brothers were representing all the students of Class Twelve to make a small request to the Chairman of Dingsheng Group.

They requested that Dingsheng Group provide scholarships for all students in Class Twelve!

The reason was: although they were the beneficiaries, they were also the test subjects. Since the experiment was a success, the participants were entitled to a bonus.

Shi Youxuan sat on the sofa watching her handsome son speak eloquently, feeling very pleased.

Excellent.

The way her son negotiated with his father was truly handsome!

Neither humble nor pushy, logical and well-founded, and clear in his reasoning. If it were her... well, everyone used different methods.

Sheng Hanyu listened attentively; although he remained expressionless, he was feeling quite pleased inside.

His son had grown up and was becoming more and more like him—a natural businessman.

Although Litian had been there the whole time, he seemed to just be tagging along and hadn't said a single word.

"What do you say?" Sheng Hanyu pointed at Litian and asked suddenly.

Litian replied: "What my brother said is what I want to say." He saved himself the trouble and summarized it in one sentence.

Then Sheng Hanyu and Zichen continued their dialogue: "Do you have a contract?"

Uh...

There was no contract.

At the time, they had relied on the power of family affection to customize the plan for all the students in Class Twelve; it wasn't a commercial transaction, so how could there be a contract?

That was what Sheng Hanyu thought, and that was what he said.

"Oh, no contract, so it was an act of family affection?"

Sheng Hanyu's expressionless face finally revealed a trace of a smile, but Zichen and Litian couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines!

They had an ominous premonition.

The premonition was correct.

Sheng Hanyu said: "Since you know it was an act of family affection and not a commercial transaction, why do you want to gain economic benefits while also receiving the advantages?"

"How is your behavior any different from the wolf and the shepherd? You used the name of family affection to get me to help you back then, and now that you've all been admitted to your dream schools and become famous, you turn around and ask me for money?"

"It's inappropriate in terms of sentiment, reason, and law. If everyone acted like you, who would dare to do good deeds in the future?"

Sheng Hanyu's aura was fully unleashed, his gaze was like a torch, and although his voice wasn't loud, every word was forceful.

Litian immediately felt incredibly guilty. He couldn't stay any longer; he tugged at the back of Zichen's shirt and whispered: "Brother, let's go. Dad is right, let's not stay here and embarrass ourselves."

"Shut up, don't speak."

Zichen had been thinking of a countermeasure in his mind, but his train of thought was interrupted by his younger brother.

Seeing this, Sheng Hanyu felt a bit disappointed. If Zichen were also to just prepare to leave or apologize like this, he would be even more disappointed.

Fortunately, he didn't.

Zichen said: "Dad, look, is that how it is? I talk to you about a bonus, and you talk to me about family affection. If I were to talk to you about sentiment, then I would be heartless."

"You are shifting the concepts here. First, you did indeed make money, and second, I am asking for a share of the profits to secure some bonuses for the whole class. That's not excessive, is it? We aren't negotiating with you; we are discussing."

Sheng Hanyu drew out his voice: "Oh—, then in what capacity are you discussing this with me? Are you using the identity of my son, or the identity of the Class Monitor of Class Twelve?"

Zichen didn't answer immediately, but stared at his father's eyes to observe him.

He tried to find some clues in his father's eyes, but he was disappointed.

He couldn't tell anything.

After weighing it carefully, Zichen said: "I am discussing this with you in the capacity of your son."

They were at home, and it was the middle of the night; using the identity of the Class Monitor of Class Twelve was obviously inappropriate.

"You call me Chairman while using the identity of my son? Get out!"

His father suddenly raised his voice and roared, scaring Litian into dragging Zichen out.

"Why are you dragging me?" Only when they were dragged to the living room did Zichen finally shake off his brother's hand.

"Let's go, Brother, Dad is angry, it's too scary..."

Even though the air conditioning was on in the room, he had been scared into a cold sweat.

"No, if you want to leave, go yourself. I have to go back and finish what I have to say. If I don't finish, we waited until the middle of the night for nothing." Zichen turned to go back.

Litian blocked his path, eyes wide with disbelief as he asked: "Brother, are you really going back? Dad is so angry."

Litian feared nothing, only that his father and mother would be unhappy.

Among the Sheng Family children, even counting the not-yet-one-year-old Yueyue, Litian was the most obedient.

"Don't worry, it's fine, I have a sense of proportion." Zichen appeared confident, though in reality, he wasn't very sure of himself.

He told Litian he didn't need to go back with him and just to wait in the room for his good news.

But after Zichen walked a few steps, he discovered that Litian was still following him; Litian said that brothers should share blessings and hardships together, and he would not abandon his big brother to face the difficulties alone.

Just as the two brothers went out.

Shi Youxuan and her husband had also been talking in the Study the whole time.

After Zichen was dragged out by Litian, Shi Youxuan leaned against the crack of the door to peek.

While peeking, she sighed: "What a pity, if these two had persisted for just a little longer, you would have agreed."

Her husband sat there without moving, very calmly: "Zichen will come back; he is my son, there is no mistake about that."

Shi Youxuan teased: "Yo, now he's your son? Don't forget that when Zichen was little and liked to cook, you said you didn't have a son like that."

Sheng Hanyu remained just as calm, denying it: "I never said that, you remembered it wrong."

She became anxious: "Hey! How can you be like this? You've lived half a lifetime and you're still acting like a rascal?"

"I learned it from you!"

"I..."

The sharp-tongued Shi Youxuan was now at a loss for words.

That was right, it was indeed learned from her.

After thinking it through, she could only mutter: "Not learning the good things, but learning this... hey, Zichen is back, and Litian followed him back too."

She hurriedly returned to the sofa and sat down properly.

Zichen and Litian returned, standing before their father once again.

Sheng Hanyu asked a question he already knew the answer to: "Why have you two come back again, hmm?"

This time, without waiting for Zichen to speak, Litian cut in before him: "Dad, you haven't given us an answer yet."

"Oh, what kind of answer do you want?"

Litian was speechless.

With only that much gumption, Zichen immediately took over: "Of course we want Dad to agree with our idea."