Early winter, the sun was not strong, and even at noon, it was still somewhat chilly. The Luo Mansion faced the sun, and in the old master's study, the sunlight just happened to filter through the window sill.
Luo Qinghe pushed the door open and came in.
"Grandfather."
The old master, Luo Huaiyu, had built his fortune from scratch, initially involved in the building materials industry. In recent years, he had delved into real estate. This old man in his seventies had a full head of white hair but was still vigorous.
"Is everything handled?"
Luo Huaiyu referred to the matter concerning Tianxing.
"Yes, the people at Tianxing have been taken care of, and it won't involve our Luo Family."
The Luo Family's eldest son, Luo Changde, was fatuous and lustful, uninterested in business. After Luo Huaiyu stepped down, the Luo Family had been managed by his eldest granddaughter, Luo Qinghe, who hadn't made any mistakes over the past few years.
This incident, however, was quite a big deal.