Yan Xianjue lounged lazily on the sofa, with the scroll Grandpa had left behind laid flat across his legs.
To be honest, given his level of appreciation, he could not understand a thing.
[Tch, no wonder Grandpa was the only one in the family who had ever been a protagonist. His skill points were still spread so evenly.]
[But don't just spend them on yourself—share them out evenly with me too.]
Father Yan and Mother Yan started passing the buck downstairs. To this day, they had yet to reach a consensus on whose responsibility it was that Yan Xianjue had developed such a freeloading nature.
After listening for a while, Yan Shan quietly said, "Maybe it was Grandpa's responsibility. Didn't Xian Jue stay with Grandpa for a while too?"
Father Yan and Mother Yan exchanged a look and nodded in deep agreement at the same time. "That must be it."
The family atmosphere immediately became harmonious. Sure enough, as long as you threw the blame elsewhere, there was no blame left in the world.
Lin Shi thought so too.
Not everyone was as lucky as Yan Xianjue. When it rained, he could stay home, and if the sky fell, someone else would hold it up.
Especially now that he had become Lin Corporation's vice president.
Although that title was merely a means for Old Master Lin to keep Lin Lang in check, a vice president in name was still a vice president.
At times like this, he still had to sit obediently in the conference room and listen to them argue.
However, since he had been the first to propose terminating the project, when Lin Lang was questioned by the board, he could completely remove himself from the matter.
"Tch, I said from the beginning that it wouldn't work, but