"This is also the news we just received." The secretary trembled with fright and hurriedly explained, "After the school teacher contacted us, we immediately sent someone to look for it, and then we found the chief teacher, but he wouldn't let us take him.
The young master left, saying that he didn't have much time left and wanted to be closer to his grandson."
The secretary was almost crying: "Then I will report to you right away."
She has been with the CEO for almost ten years and has never seen the elegant and easy-going CEO get angry.
Liang Luo took a deep breath, waved his hand, and softened his tone: "Okay, you can go out first."
The secretary bowed and was too busy to leave.
"Wait, there is one more thing." Liang Luo ordered, "Prepare the car for me and go to my father's place soon."
"Okay CEO!"
After the secretary closed the office door and left, Liang Luocai slumped down on the boss's chair.
He covered his face with his hands and sat quietly.
After a few seconds, he patted his face to calm down his panic, and then immediately dialed his father's phone number.
Soon, the call was connected there.
"What, there's no meeting today? You finally have time to call me?" came the angry voice of Mr. Liang Tian from the receiver.
Liang Luo asked quickly: "Dad! I heard that you...are not feeling well?"
"It's nothing serious, it's just an ordinary cancer." Mr. Liang said nonchalantly, "You go about your business, I've had enough of this anyway."
"Dad! How long has it been and you are still talking angrily!" Liang Luo couldn't help raising his voice, "You have a good rest first! I will take you to the capital for expert consultation now!"
"Not going."
"dad!"
"You are the big boss. If you want to develop the group, there is no need to worry about an old man like me." Liang Tian said indifferently, "I'm old anyway. I can't even walk and have to sit in a wheelchair every day. I might as well go and accompany your mother earlier.
."
Liang Luo's meticulous hair was messed up, his equally neat tie was unbuttoned and thrown aside, and the top two buttons of his shirt were also unbuttoned by him, "Dad! Mom has been gone for more than ten years! What?
When the time comes, can you please stop getting angry with me?"
"I didn't lose my temper."
Liang Tian fell into silence after saying this.
Liang Luo also slumped down on the boss's chair, covering his face with one hand and saying nothing.
On both sides of the phone, the only sounds left were the breathing of father and son.
After a while, Liang Luo broke the silence with a choked voice: "Dad...Mom has been gone for more than ten years, and I only have you..."
There was still no words from the other side, but there was a faint sound of sniffing.
Under the emotional breakdown, Liang Luo also said what he had been holding in his heart for many years: "Dad, where did I dissatisfy you? Can you tell me? For so many years, I have only slept four hours a day.
I don’t dare to relax. I work hard to develop the group just to make you recognize me, but why...what did I do that dissatisfied you? Can you tell me?"
Mr. Liang Tian said slowly: "I want to build robots."
Liang Luo seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said hurriedly: "Make it! Make it! You go to the hospital with me first! You can make whatever you want when you get better!"
Over there, Mr. Liang was silent again.
After a while, he sighed quietly: "You still don't understand anything."
He hung up the phone.
"dad!"
Liang Luo stood up angrily, raised his phone and wanted to smash it.
But after hesitating, he put the phone back in his pocket, then took off the Richard Mille model from his wrist and smashed it on the ground.
He stamped his feet angrily again.
Ignoring the watch worth over a million, and not even having time to put on his suit jacket, Liang Luo rushed out of the office: "Is the car ready?"
The secretary quickly got up and followed him towards the ladder.
As she walked, she reported: "It's ready."
"Where is Commander Liang?"
"The Chief is located in a newly opened wasteland on the outskirts of Shenzhen City. A filming base has been built there, and Chief Liang is at the scene."
"Well, let's go."
Ten minutes later, Liang Luo, who was sitting in the back seat of the bulletproof red flag, frowned and said: "Drive forward, I have to get to the set in twenty minutes."
The driver looked up at the red light in the distance and the long queue of traffic ahead, and hesitated: "But... there is a traffic jam now."
"Isn't the middle of the road very spacious? Drive it for me, or you can get out of here." After speaking, Liang Luo ordered the co-driver's secretary, "Write down the license plate numbers and models of these cars, and send someone to buy identical cars.
Deliver it to their home.
Also, remember to go to the traffic police station to pay the fine later.”
The secretary swallowed: "I understand."
The driver gritted his teeth, turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.
This black bulletproof vehicle with red flags pressed directly on the solid line, squeezed through the middle of the queue of traffic, and squeezed the doors of dozens of cars in two rows out of shape (good children, please don’t imitate this, please obey the rules)
abide by the law).
The journey was smooth and smooth.
Eighteen minutes later, the red flag with scratches all over the paint stopped at the gate of the already built filming base.
Leaving his secretary behind to negotiate with the traffic police comrades who were chasing him, Liang Luo walked towards the photography base.
The security guard at the base gate was a retired employee of the group. When he saw the president rushing in, he walked over and said, "President, are you here to see the chief engineer?"
Liang Luo said calmly: "Well, where is my dad."
"In the No. 1 shed of the chief engineer, it's the tallest and largest one." The security guard pointed inside, "You can see it as you walk along the road."
"Well, thank you." Liang Luo nodded and walked towards Shed No. 1.
When he arrived at the door, he saw his father and son surrounded by a group of people, sitting in a cockpit-like seat tinkering with various buttons and levers.
When he was about to walk over, he was stopped by a young man.
"Mr. Liang, you shouldn't go in now."
Liang Luo stopped and stared at the overly handsome young man in front of him with squinted eyes.
He has seen photos of this person. He is the director of the TV series promoted this time, Zhang Hong, who has been very popular on the Internet recently.
"Give me a reason." Liang Luo's voice was emotionless, and he walked in without looking away.
Zhang Hongchao raised his chin: "Mr. Liang, the last time you saw Mr. Liang and Liang Ya smiling so happily, how many years ago was it?"
Liang Luo frowned.
He recalled it carefully.
Then...he paused.
The last time my son smiled so happily... was three years ago, no, five years ago? Or seven years ago?
And the last time my father was so happy... I can't remember.
Maybe twenty years?
Yes, twenty years.
My father has not smiled at me in twenty years.
It seems that it was after he took over China Heavy Industries?
For more than 20 years, I have always thought that my father was dissatisfied with me, so I worked hard to develop the group for fear of disappointing my father.
He wanted to see his father's happy smiling face.
However, it has been more than 20 years and I have never seen it again.
He clenched his fists, but remained calm on the surface: "What do you want to say."
"Actually, you have never understood them." Zhang Hong sighed with red eyes and said, "Mr. Liang was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The doctor said that if he is treated with all his strength, he still has half a year to live, but if he leaves it alone, he will have half a year to live.
Only three months left.
The old man gave up treatment and said that he had a dream that he wanted to complete within these three months."
What the hell, did you put too much eye drops? Your eyes hurt...
For the sake of family harmony between the old man and the little kid, I, Zhang, worked really hard!
It's never for money!
Liang Luo frowned and asked in confusion: "My father's dream is to make such a big toy?"
He pointed at the two robots more than 20 meters high placed behind the cockpit in Shed No. 1.
One is dark green, with a semicircular head, like an upside-down bowl, and a circular camera with red light in the middle of the face.
The other one has a white background, blue and yellow torso, and heat dissipation vents on it. There is a V-shaped yellow antenna on the head, and there are two green diamond-shaped cameras on the face.
"Those are not toys, those are Gundam and Zaku." Zhang Hong suddenly became serious. He also stared at the two machines and said solemnly, "That is also a man's dream."
Seeing the happy smile of the old man who was surrounded by a group of people tinkering with various buttons on the cockpit and Liang Yana's cheerful eyes that pretended to be disgusted, the president of the world's top three machinery heavy industry groups fell silent.
"What can I do."
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This chapter and the next chapter were coded all night long and then set the timer.
Two buddies are getting married, one on the 15th and the other on the 18th. They had to help blow up balloons and post happy words the night before, and they also had to help out in various ways the next day, so we had to do this. We will probably have to stay up all night on the 16th.
The next chapter is also timed, about two to three minutes later.