Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife
Chapter 353 Xiaosheng (1)

Chapter 353: Chapter 353 Xiaosheng (1)

Kang Junjia ended the call and looked at Lin Jiale and Chen Jiaming sitting in the private club, as well as his own son, Kang Baojun.

"So, the chairman is ill?" Kang Baojun’s question was not unreasonable. They all had informants in the Xiao Family’s own hospital, yet no news had ever emerged of Xiao Jianming suffering from any serious illness.

Lin Jiale took a drag of his cigarette, tapped it on the ashtray, and said, "If he is really ill, he definitely wouldn’t dare to be treated in his own hospital. The more severe the illness, the more secretive it is."

"Do you know where he is being treated?" Chen Jiaming’s face was slightly turned, as if shrouded in darkness, revealing his reluctance to speak.

Kang Junjia glanced at him and chuckled, "What, has that tightness in your chest from last time still not eased?"

"He wants to support that hopeless Adou, but after all, that’s his own son. What is there to say?" said Chen Jiaming, his few words dripping with indifference.

"Hmm, speaking of which, unless you look closely, you’d never know that the port is actually managed by the descendants of the Yang Family," Kang Junjia slightly revealed this piece of information.

The emerging company Yaobang, with the backing of the big boss behind it, belonged to the Yang Family. Speaking of this Yang Family, they had quite the substantial backing. If Xiao Jianming really wanted to join forces with them, supported by the Yangs, he would likely be invincible both domestically and internationally.

After all, doing business and smoothing over connections in the political arena to establish necessary interpersonal relationships is very essential.

"That’s all he can do," Lin Jiale took another deep inhale of his cigarette, the misty smoke shrouding his obscured face, "Without a capable daughter-in-law to assist, how would his hopeless Adou inherit the family business? The moment he falls, the entire Xiao Family’s assets, including Changda, might just fall into others’ hands."

Hearing his latter statement, Kang and his son chuckled ambiguously.

Chen Jiaming remained silent, seemingly unwilling to speak again.

"To have such a large company, such a good company—" Lin Jiale glanced at Chen Jiaming sitting beside him, "how can we let someone who is inadequate in accomplishments yet excessive in failures take over? How can this justify the hard work of those who founded Changda? Changda isn’t merely the chairman’s personal achievement; it’s the collective sacrifice of many revolutionary elders. Some of whom died without seeing a brighter future. What they fought bloodily for must not be lost in vain. Changda needs to be a century-old enterprise, a long-lasting enterprise, requiring a strong leader as a successor, undoubtedly."

Both Kang father and son nodded, agreeing with Lin Jiale’s words, their gaze similarly falling on Chen Jiaming.

"We are all getting older. The future of Changda now depends on you younger, capable ones who are brave enough to take on the heavy responsibilities." Lin Jiale’s last sentence almost directly named names.

Chen Jiaming looked up and saw the surrounding faces looking earnestly at him. He lowered his brows again but did not rush to make a stance.

Kang Junjia seemed to perceive his doubt, saying, "Since ancient times, it’s been hard to fulfill both loyalty and filial piety. If it weren’t for Adou’s incompetence, which really irks and infuriates people, in reality, who wouldn’t want to follow the chairman’s wishes? But in the end, an heir is just one person and definitely cannot outweigh the bigger picture, the fate of the company. Once the company goes bankrupt, numerous employees will lose their most reliable support for living. Some old employees have spent many years at Changda, and are now too old—if the company no longer existed, how would they find jobs in society to sustain their later years? This concern for people cannot be ignored."