Apartment bedroom.

Luo Wentao looked at his son who was full of resistance, waved his hand and said, "Come here, sit down."

Luo Jiajun stood there without moving.

"I don't have much time, Jiajun." Luo Wentao looked at him in a daze: "Come and sit down."

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Jiajun stepped to the bed and sat in the position where Ozawa had just sat.

Luo Wentao picked up the cigarette box with trembling palms, lowered his head and lit it, stared out the window and said, "...Your mother's death is not my original intention."

Luo Jiajun was stunned when he heard this.

"If I told you normally, you might think I'm hypocritical. I'm making excuses for myself... But I don't have much time now. Before leaving, I want to tell you what I really mean and what I am." Luo Wentao's face was flushed, "When I started my business, your mother was one of the main veterans of the company. She was good at socializing and was good at maintaining interpersonal relationships. Many times when I needed to take a step forward, I couldn't find a way, but she always had a way. Whether it was through pillow strategies or long-term pregnancy, she could open the situation at critical moments... At that time, I led Zhang Quan and others to be responsible for the company's business expansion, Lao Ou and your mother were responsible for investment, relationships, awards, and honors. The company developed very quickly in those years, and we immediately became a front-line, and your mother's position in the company also rose."

Luo Jiajun listened quietly.

"Since the reform, the company encountered the first big opportunity, and your mother and I also established a relationship." Luo Wentao paused for a while: "But at that time... I was too young and took too fast, and the company operated several lines, and the funds were insufficient... I still owed a lot of loans."

"Then you abandoned my mother and got along with that woman?" Luo Jiajun asked coldly.

Luo Wentao pondered for a while and nodded: "Yes, Jiahong's mother and I are married, it's a commercial marriage."

Luo Jiajun gritted his teeth.

"I was on this road at that time. Jiahong's mother's family valued the prospects of our company. I valued their strong funds. Opportunities were fleeting, and I didn't have the power to think too much." Luo Wentao admitted frankly: "And at that time, I thought that success had to be a choice. These friends and brothers around me put everything on me. What is the loss of my personal marriage?"

Luo Jiajun's eyes were complicated because he was also thinking about what he would choose if it were him. The result of his heart made him very annoyed. He found that his subconscious mind actually coincided with Lao Luo's choice in this matter.

"After getting married, we had Jiahong first, and we also received a lot of financial support, which even opened up a relationship that we never dared to think about before." Luo Wentao lowered his head, and the loneliness in his eyes flashed: "But this also laid the groundwork for the subsequent changes in the company. Jiahong's mother actually didn't have much affection for me, but she had a strong desire to control herself. She didn't know where to learn about my relationship with your mother, and began to do some tricks in secret... For me, your mother retired from the position of a senior executive, went to the branch, got rid of the branch, and was not angry, nor did she join forces with other senior management to fight back. Instead, she went to Australia unemployed..."

"You are already married, why are you still keeping in touch with my mother?!" Luo Jiajun asked with his fists clenched.

"I love your mother even more." Luo Wentao's eyes were red and he said frankly: "People are greedy. I have chosen a future and still want love."

Luo Jiajun was speechless.

"Your mother has you, she completely gave up the company side. Ke Jiahong's mother was very uneasy. The more we worked in the company, she felt that there was no relationship between us and that she had no guarantee of her future, so she secretly found someone and hired someone to shoot her three times when your mother went to go through the banking procedures." Luo Wentao clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "It was my greed that harmed her. My indulgence and tolerance for you over the years are all because... I owe you."

Luo Jiajun was covered in tears when he heard this.

"Jiajun, when I was young, I never admitted that I missed it. I could face all the price I paid with a smile in front of others. But to this day... I want to say sorry, it's too late." Luo Wentao's voice trembled, his eyes were turbid: "Believe me, I didn't conspire with Jiahong's mother to harm your mother... This is something I didn't expect, and it is also a hurdle that I can't overcome in my heart. I rarely talk to you over the years, talking about family affairs. In fact, I am avoiding it. I don't know how to face you... I'm afraid that you will question it as you suddenly say it, but I can't answer."

"Stop talking..." Luo Jiajun choked up.

"Jiajun, before leaving, I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just want you to live well." Luo Wentao looked at him in a daze and whispered: "...I have done the layout of Sanxin Company. The current share ratio is that you have 14% in your hands, 16% in your hands, 20% in your hands, 15% in your hands, and 35% in my hands. And I am going to slowly release my 35, ten years, to Shen Tianze. I have asked the client to sign the contract with Shengshi Marriott."

Luo Jiajun lowered his head and listened quietly.

"I have no choice but to give Shen Tianze shares, because I have not had much time and am trapped here again. If I don't get things done while I am alive, then you will not be able to protect yourself after you die." Luo Wentao added softly: "I will ask the elders to transfer all 16% of the hands to you, and 15% of the things on Jiahong's side will also give you."

"Will he give it to me?" Luo Jiajun raised his head in shock.

"Yes." Luo Wentao said confidently: "Jiahong took a step and exchanged 20% of his shares to the Zhou Group. If the other party cannot get real benefits, he will not let go of this shares. Because the number of 20 can determine the ownership of the company at a critical moment. Boss Zhou's eyes are empty, and he will hold this chip tightly. He will never let go before things are clear. Jiahong only has 15% of his shares. First, he cannot cooperate with Shen Tianze, and second, he cannot persuade the veteran to support him. Then the shares in his hands will be difficult to play a role and will no longer cause storms in the company."

Luo Jiajun listened quietly.

"Do you know why Shengshi Marriott didn't target Jiahong in this incident?" Lao Luo asked on his own initiative.

Luo Jiajun shook his head.
Chapter completed!