Early the next day, just past nine o'clock, Lin Zhou and Tian Xin appeared in the chairman's office of the "Lin Group."
Since Zhou Ruilian transferred Lin Zhou's shares out of the company, he hadn't been here.
Tian Xin came often, though.
Seeing them arrive, Lin Zhenhua was a bit surprised, "Why not come home, why did you come here?"
The question felt distant. Lin Zhou didn't hold back, directly stating, "I have some matters to discuss with you."
Listen to that, the tone between the father and son was as cold as can be.
Tian Xin was afraid the two might start arguing again, so she hurriedly interjected, "Dad, we want..."
"I plan to develop a new business, but I don't have enough funds and want to borrow some money from you."
Lin Zhou interrupted her, signaling with his eyes for her not to say anything more.
Alright then! I won't say anything.
Tian Xin turned and sat on the sofa, focusing on reading the newspaper.
