Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Si Group

Jiang Chengsi was originally working when Si Yushan knocked on his office door, ”Dad?”

In the company, if there were people around, he would also address him as Mr. Si or President Si. Now that it was just the two of them, there wasn’t as much need for formality.

”Do you have something on your mind?” Jiang Chengsi was just about to get up to pour him a cup of water.

”Don’t bother, take a look at this.” Si Yushan handed his phone to him.

[Jiang’s Third Young Master and Fourth Master’s biological father shows up, causing a dispute that alarms the police]

At this moment, Jiang Chengsi’s phone vibrated. It was a call from the elderly lady, asking him to come home for lunch.

”Dad, I’ll go back at noon, over with Xiaoxiao...” Having not appeared for many years, Jiang Chengsi almost forgot this person’s existence.

”There’s no need to worry about us here; I will have someone closely watch over the child.”

Jiang Zhaolin’s reputation in the business circle wasn’t very good before, and now approaching the child naturally makes people wary.

”Thank you, Dad.”

”You go ahead; I’ll handle the company matters.”

Si Yushan is essentially a man with a hardheaded yet soft-hearted nature, having lived in the Si Family for years, coupled with the birth of his granddaughter, his relationship with Jiang Chengsi was always quite good. In terms of family and work, he cared for him personally like a son rather than a son-in-law.

Jiang Chengsi departed hurriedly, not expecting to encounter journalists right at the company gate.

This group also came to try their luck. Since they encountered him, they certainly wouldn’t let him leave like this, ”Fourth Master, do you have anything to say about Jiang Zhaolin?”

Jiang Chengsi merely coolly replied:

”Does this person have any relation to me?”

The reporters thought he might be more tactful, but they forgot that the person before them was Jiang Chengsi. Even though he entered the business world, learning to feign innocence and adopt a fearless disposition remained unchanged.

The reporters were left not knowing what to say, and could only watch him leave.

At this time upstairs, Si Yushan also learned of his response to the reporters:

”Sir, Fourth Master really hasn’t changed his style... I’m afraid someone will again make a big fuss over this matter.”

Even though everyone knows Jiang Chengsi and Jiang Zhaolin have long severed their father-son relationship, they still enjoy bringing up this matter repeatedly as gossip, with people willing to partake in such narratives.

The angles are merely two: some saying Jiang Zhaolin got what he deserved, others saying Jiang Chengsi climbed up socially, disowning his biological father, showing no sympathy.

As long as it grabs attention, certain marketing accounts and media don’t care about the truth.

Si Yushan managed a laugh:

”Notify the media; I don’t want to hear any unpleasant noises regarding this matter.”

”The affairs of others, these people sure are anxious.

”Do they understand Chengsi? Understand the Jiang Family? Instead of spending time concocting gossip, might as well think about earning more money to live better.”

Over the years, Si Yushan hasn’t hesitated to ”discipline” Jiang Chengsi, both in work and life.

He, himself, might speak...

But if others slandered his son-in-law, that wouldn’t do!

**

Jiang Mansion

Originally, on the first and fifteenth of each month, barring special circumstances, everyone would gather at the mansion to accompany the old lady for a meal. Today was rather special; due to Jiang Zhaolin’s matter, a temporary gathering was arranged.

When he arrived at the mansion, standing a distance away, he saw Jiang Sese sitting in that electric three-wheel motorcycle.

Perhaps lacking power, Jiang Xiaowai was pushing her from behind, enjoying themselves quite happily.

Jiang Xiaowai hummed and puffed, sweating while pushing the motorcycle.

Jiangjiang sat by, focusing on playing with a Rubik’s Cube. He was soon to enter middle school, already having an air of maturity. Seeing Jiang Chengsi, he didn’t act like before, rushing over for a hug.

”Fourth Uncle.”

”Keep an eye on them.” Jiang Chengsi naturally referred to the siblings playing in the yard.

After Jiang Chengsi entered the house, Taotao, who was talking to the elderly lady, got up to greet him, ”I’ll go check on Mutang and Sese.”

Taotao went out, standing by Jiangjiang, glancing at the Rubik’s Cube in his hand, but said nothing.