"Leaves are few." Ye Bo stood up and said, "Is there anything else to tell you?"

"No, hard work." He looked at his sister who had suddenly become very good. "Do you want to go home?"

On the way home, Ye Shuimi was still thinking about what he had just seen in Yeshi. It must be very hard for my brother to suddenly manage so many companies.

At 10 p.m., the study lights were still on. Ye Miao was buried in a pile of data, and two computers were running at the same time.

Ye only remembered this week. Almost every evening, her brother spent in his study. When she...