Chapter 1105 : Did I Hit the Nail on the Head?

• Fu Boyan looked at the faces of these people, their agreement and conformity, and his dark eyes flashed with coldness. "Are you suggesting that my father's hands are useless, that he can never write again, or that he has become senile and incapable of managing the company?"
• "Boyan, that's not what we mean. We're just considering the fact that his current health condition makes it impossible for him to manage the company. There are some things he can't handle or participate in due to his physical limitations."
• "Old Jin, when you were with my grandfather, didn't you often push his wheelchair and take him to various project sites to inspect? Why is your attitude different now that it's my father?"