Elder Yu truly did not want to butt heads with Feng Jun anymore. At his age, he should have been enjoying his retirement.
He had refused to admit he was old before and had always wanted to accomplish something. But after running into several walls with Feng Jun, he came to realize: not only would Feng Jun be dissatisfied if he handled things this way, others might not understand either and might think he was plotting something.
Forget it. At his age, why keep tossing himself around?
But upon hearing the word Graphene, he became agitated again. "How much does he have this time?"
"I don't know." Yu Qingzhu shook her head, her expression rather unpleasant. "He doesn't tell me about these things... He seems to think I want to resell it at a high price or something. What kind of person is he?"
The more she complained, the more interested Elder Yu became. "So it's still the same quality and the same price as last time?"
Yu Qingzhu froze for a moment before answering, "Judging by his attitude, he may even have as much as last time."
"That's good." Elder Yu nodded decisively, then asked, "It's mealtime, isn't it?"
Although he lived in Luohua Manor, it was still difficult for him to run into Feng Jun. The most likely time was during meals, especially dinner. Feng Jun often appeared at the villa then, eating while giving instructions.
Elder Yu was actually quite familiar with this kind of work routine. Before retiring, he had been just as busy. Having a fixed time to communicate with family was already exceedingly rare.
Yu Qingzhu knew what her grandfather meant and could only give a bitter smile. "He went into the city."
What was Feng Jun doing in the city? The villa on