Chapter 1807: Neither Parent Is Easy to Deal With

"Where is your little brother? Did you come alone today?"

Yulong:...

He seriously suspected that his father had been too busy lately, so busy that he had no time to watch the news, and thus did not know his true identity.

"Father, I am an undercover agent."

"I know."

Yulong:...

"Since you already know, why did you ask about my little brother? My little brother has already been caught by the police, hehe."

"Oh—"

Lao Qi drew out the sound, pretending to have a sudden realization as he said: "So the little brother has been caught by the police, which means you came alone today, and you can't cause trouble anymore, right..."

The logic was sound, but Yulong had an ominous premonition; he had an intuition that things were not that simple.

A dangerous light flashed in his father's eyes, and the moment he realized it, his father had already made his move!

"You little brat, you dare to run to me all by yourself? See if I don't beat you to death today..."

"Don't hit me, I have serious business with you!"

"Beating you is my serious business."

Lao Qi didn't listen to him at all; he started attacking the moment he came up!

And he showed no mercy, so Yulong could only brace himself to take the blows.

What kind of situation was this?

Why were neither of them playing by the rules?

Originally, he had gone to his mother's company prepared to be beaten, but he had only been scolded.

He went to his father's company hoping to find a solution and seek comfort, but he was given a solid beating instead!

He kept hitting walls, yet the thing he wanted to do hadn't been done at all.

Finally, the beating was over.

Yulong was aching all over; he rubbed his kicked and sore buttocks and asked his father: "Are you done venting? If you're done, I need to talk about serious business."

Lao Qi: "Right, let's talk business. When are you going to pay me back the money you took from me the last two times?"

Yulong:...

He stood there dumbfounded, but Lao Qi ignored his expression and said righteously: "Pay me back, with interest."

"Can you not have the face of a wicked capitalist? You only talk about money, money, money; someone who didn't know better would think you only have money in your eyes and no son..." Yulong started to lay on the heavy accusations.

"Hmph! It's useless for me to have a son in my eyes if the son has neither me in his eyes nor in his heart. Why should I have you? Don't you come to me when you need to borrow money?"

Even his own father was being petty?

Yulong conceded defeat.

But he had no money.

"I'll pay, I'll pay, I'll definitely pay, but can you do me a favor right now?"

The money for opening the bar was for an organizational operation, so naturally, he couldn't let him bear the loss.

This money had actually already been returned to him by his superiors, but Yulong thought his parents weren't short on money, so he had taken the liberty of donating it.

As a result, his father was now asking him for the money, and since he had none, he only thought about trying to muddle through.

But his father was not easy to fool.

Usually, he didn't say much, but he was very sharp; no matter what Yulong said, he would just insist on his point—he wouldn't release the hawk until he saw the rabbit. If he didn't see the money, it was useless no matter how much Yulong talked; he wouldn't care.

"Are you obsessed with money?"

Yulong said irritably: "Why is your mind only on money? You don't care about national righteousness at all."

"Paying back debts is only natural; what does that have to do with national righteousness? Zhang Yulong, stop playing the rogue in front of me. I can handle your mother, who is such a big rogue, so why wouldn't I be able to handle a small one like you?"

Although this was the truth, it still sounded quite awkward.

There was no other way, so Yulong told the truth: "I donated it."

"Donated it to whom?"

"Donated it to the families of martyrs who are struggling. Although they have government relief subsidies, many of them still encounter many difficulties in life, so everyone spontaneously set up a fund specifically to help these people. I donated all the money into it."

"That's a good thing. Why did you hide it from me? Were you afraid I wouldn't agree, or did you think I care about this little bit of money? You brat, I'm not your mother; my awareness is very high."

While Lao Qi elevated himself, he didn't forget to step on his wife.

Of course, he only said this behind her back; he would never dare to do it to her face.

Yulong immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, your awareness is the highest; that's something everyone acknowledges, much higher than Mother's..."

Once the flattery was well-received, the benefits immediately manifested. Lao Qi said: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

"You're willing to help me?"

Yulong was overjoyed; in his mind, his father's image instantly became tall and grand.

"Your awareness is truly high, much better than my mother's, not just by a little bit." This time it wasn't flattery; it was sincere.

"That's right."

Lao Qi had been married to Nianyin for many years and understood her very well.

Of course, he had a way to deal with his wife. On the way, the father and son discussed what they should do when they arrived at the office...

Tianxia Diyi Anbao Gongsi.

When the father and son arrived downstairs at the company, Lao Qi saw the company name and his mouth twitched twice.

They really dared to call it that—"Number One Under Heaven." This name was probably something no one else could have thought of besides his own wife.

Back when the company was just the two of them, it didn't have this name; at that time, it was called Laoqi Anbao.

Later, Lao Qi withdrew from the company and went into foreign trade himself, so the company's name naturally changed. He had never paid attention to what it was changed to, but he hadn't expected it to be called such a "resounding" name.

The company Security Guard recognized Lao Qi; since the boss had arrived, there was naturally no need to announce him, and the Security Guard bowed and scraped as he invited the father and son inside.

Seeing her son had returned and even brought her husband along, Nianyin did not have a pleasant expression: "Oh, so you went to fetch reinforcements? It's useless, though; don't think that just because you brought him here I'll change my mind."

Yulong laughed: "I wasn't counting on you changing your mind; I didn't come here to ask for your opinion. You're coming with me."

He stepped up and grabbed his mother's arm, preparing to drag her away by force.

Of course, he couldn't do it alone, but since the father and son had come together, no matter how good Nianyin's skills were, they were not as good as Lao Qi's, and with both father and son acting together, the two of them escorted Nianyin and took her out of the office.

"Zhang Laoqi, Zhang Yulong, you two bastards, how dare you use this trick on me? Even when we get there, I still won't agree..."

She was furious.

Yulong said: "My fault, my fault. I didn't explain things clearly just now. Actually, our superior wants to see you to present you with an award, not for anything else."

Nianyin stopped struggling, and her anger instantly subsided by half: "An award? What kind of award?"

"If it weren't for you, there would be no hero like me at all. You are not just the mother of a hero, you are a hero yourself. Every time at a critical moment, it was because of you that my mission could be completed so smoothly."

"So, after our superiors held a meeting, they unanimously decided to present you with an award. You are the main contributor this time, and I am second..."

Nianyin got into the car of her own accord and even scolded her son: "You silly child, you can't even finish a sentence. Why didn't you say so earlier? If you had said so earlier, wouldn't I have gone long ago? Is there a medal? What does the medal look like..."

From childhood to adulthood, she had never received such an honor.

She used to think she didn't care for it, but when the honor really fell upon her, it was impossible to say she wasn't the least bit curious; not only was she curious, she was also very expectant.