The meal ended on a sour note, and Zhou Xinyao returned to her room feeling gloomy. After a short while, Shao Meiru knocked on the door and came in.
"Don't be angry anymore. For company matters, it's still best to listen to your dad. After all, you are young and lack experience," she said, gently patting her daughter's back to comfort her. "You should talk things out properly in the future. Why make things difficult with him? We are, after all, a family."
"Did you not hear what he just said? He wants to shift the blame onto Fengguang Group. And whose company is Fengguang Group? Isn't it still our Zhou Family's business? That doesn't solve the problem at all." Zhou Xinyao pouted, speaking angrily. She hadn't expected that not only others but even her own dad would agree with this approach.
