Chapter 7

The doctor comes to Cen Luo's wound and leaves. Shang Jincheng stares at her in a coma with a bad expression.

Finally, he didn't wake her up, leaving Cen to sleep on the sofa all night.

The next day, Shang Jincheng got up very early. Today, he has a family dinner to attend. He can't let those old foxes see his flaws.

When he went out, he glanced at the woman who was not awake, turned around and walked out.

But in closing the door, put light action.

The car drives into the business mansion, surrounded by magnificent landscape pavilions, and several Chinese style villas are in the center.

Assistant Qin took out the water and medicine, "Mr. Shang, this is a special medicine, but it has a lot of side effects..."

Shang Jincheng didn't hesitate to swallow it with water. He couldn't be careless. If he took a wrong step, he would become the prey of others.

The car stopped steadily and someone came forward and opened the door respectfully.

"Good morning, third young master."

Shang Jincheng got out of the car. He was dressed in a pressed dark gray suit with a black coat over his shoulders. His shoulders were wide and narrow. His legs were straight. His shoes were not stained with dust. His hair was sharp and deep. His posture was elegant and calm.

"Here comes Jincheng. He just accompanied me to play a round of golf."

Shang Zhengting came face to face. He had black hair and white hair. He was stiff and stern. He could not see that he was in his seventies.

"Grandfather." Shang Jincheng stepped forward and said hello.

"Well, can Shang's goal be achieved this year?"

Shang Jingcheng is calm and confident, "it is expected to exceed two-thirds, and then there will be three major projects, which will be launched in turn."

When they went to the golf course, Shang Zhengting took the club from the servant and said with a smile, "grandfather is right. You are more ambitious than your parents. You can only get results if you dare to fight. You will never be promising in your life if you are timid."

"I will live up to your expectations."

Shang Zhengting's sharp eyes looked at him, "if you win, grandfather will give you this club."

"Then I'll do my best." Shang Jincheng also picked a club to take advantage of.

They fought for an hour and a half, and finally Shang Jincheng won Shang Zhengting by a narrow margin.

The old man stretched his waist and threw the club to him. "Among these children, you are the best at doing things. Go back, they should come too."

Shang Jincheng's black eyes were deep and he held the club tightly in his hand.

It's not hard to lose or win, but it's hard to be measured.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a breath, adjusted his breathing, and stepped up to keep up with the old man.

When I went back, almost all the people arrived, men and women dressed up to compete openly and secretly.

Shang Yan, the second son of the merchant, saw the old man first, "Dad, you are so energetic. Are you going to exercise again?"

"Exercise your muscles and bones." Shang Zhengting took the lead.

A rich lady took Shang Jincheng's shoulder affectionately, and her tone was full of pride. "Did Jincheng play golf with his grandfather again? You are still the most sensible person who knows to come early to accompany your grandfather. "

Shang Jincheng's eyes flashed disgust, and he moved away half a step without any trace. "I should."

"Jincheng, you haven't been home for a long time. You've lost weight again. I'll make some tonic for you when I come back tomorrow." Lin Langyu said with concern.

Shang Jincheng suffered nausea. The gentleman laughed and did not answer.

The gorgeous woman in front of him is his stepmother, but she is one year younger than him. It's ridiculous.

"I heard that you went to C country on business a week ago. You are talking business with William." Shang Yan looked puzzled. "He's been with me all the time. Is it hard to Is there any separation