Lu Guanghong had a seasoned eye. Though he was already half-retired, his mind had not retired at all.
He had kept a close watch on what his son had been busy with lately.
Although he disapproved of many of Lu Chengwen's moves, he had one virtue: once he retired, he would never act like an emperor emeritus.
He would never sit in the background giving reckless orders based on his own will, ideas, and way of thinking, interfering with Lu Chengwen's work.
Back when the shantytown project began, he had been extremely uncertain about it, but he had kept his mouth shut.
Later, Lu Chengwen made many bizarre moves that he could neither see through nor understand. He had wanted to ask countless times, but always held himself back in the end.
He knew what a man needed in order to grow.
What Lu Chengwen needed now was to face things himself, make his own choices and decisions. As long as Lu Chengwen did not ask for help, he would never interfere.
At most, he would make a phone call, casually ask a few questions, and offer a few reminders and words of advice.
Now, the messes Lu Chengwen had stirred up were growing bigger and bigger. He had actually gone head-to-head with a major conglomerate like Huo Group. Even Lu Guanghong, who had always been as steady as an old dog, was worried.
Yet he still appeared calm and composed, treating a grave matter lightly.
At this point, there were no outsiders left in the hospital room besides the Lu Family.
Lu Chengwen reassured his father. "Dad, don't worry. Qingqiu and I are on the same side. She would never betray me."
Lu Guanghong said, "I trust your judgment of people. But remember this, son: fortresses are always breached