At that thought, Lin Dashan wasn't angry anymore. He patted his son on the shoulder, his eyes smiling into crescents. "Not bad, not bad! You're really something, kid! Fourteen shops in one go. You're truly my son… getting more and more promising by the day…" He looked as proud and pleased as a child.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "I plan to finish the renovations before the New Year."
Lin Dashan nodded. "There's enough time. As long as the funds are in place, they can get it done for you in a month or two." After a pause, he asked with concern, "Tell me honestly, how much money do you have left? If it's not enough, tell your dad. I've got some money here that you can use."
Zhang Fuyong also offered his full support. "I've got money too."
Lin Feng was touched. "I'm not short on money, Dad. You don't need to worry," he said with a smile.
"Alright, but if you need money, let me know. Don't be shy about asking."
"That's right."
