"So what's wrong with you now? People have good eyes, and the president of those big companies can't have bad eyes. Staying up late won't make you like that! No, I'll call the president of the municipal hospital first, and ask him to help arrange an ophthalmologist. Why do you have to go to the hospital and have a good examination for your eyes? Pan Shaomin looked at his son and closed his eyes. He picked up a series of phone calls and called the president of the municipal hospital.

Shao Zhengfei knew his mother's character and said nothing more. In fact, if it hadn't been for urgent documents, he...