When facing Wang Ye now, Dad no longer saw him as a "child" at all.
The last few times Wang Ye came home, although Dad knew that Wang Ye's business was doing well and that he had made quite a bit of money, he still spoke to him with the air of an "experienced elder"—saying things like, "I've crossed more bridges than you've walked roads," or "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice"—offering Wang Ye some "guidance" on the "road of life"!
That was something every parent did, wasn't it?
After all, in Dad and Mom's eyes, Wang Ye was still just a college student. At most, he had been luckier than others and made some money.
Precisely because of that, he needed even more guidance and reminders, lest he go down the wrong path...
But now, Dad no longer thought that way at all.
Because he had clearly realized that his own meager life experience was no longer applicable to Wang Ye!
To put it bluntly, aside from having lived a few more decades than Wang Ye, he was far inferior to his son in every other respect...
It was a little sad, but he had no choice but to admit it!
There was no need to mention education. He had been a junior college graduate in the eighties, while Wang Ye had studied abroad and graduated from a world-renowned university. That could be considered even.
They were both in business now. His own factory had been bought with his son's money, even if he had run it quite well.
But compared to Wang Ye's large corporate groups, his little factory would be crushed into nothing in an instant...
As for politics, that was even more of a joke. After working his whole life, he was only a