It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

[Thank you for all the gifts and donations, here's an extra chapter! Sending you lots of love~]

At 9:00 a.m. the following morning, Wei Xun, along with Qing Lin and three core cadres from the technology, operations, and legal departments, arrived at Dou Xuan's Dou Group headquarters on time.

The two teams took their seats in the top-floor conference room, where detailed documents for the collaborative project were already laid out on the table, from technical parameters to cost accounting, all clearly organized.

"Mr. Wei, everyone, thank you for taking the time to come."

Dou Xuan didn't call him "buddy," but used very formal language: "This cooperation project on new energy components has just been approved. Today we'll finalize the details and strive to start preliminary preparations next week."

Wei Xun nodded, indicating that everyone should speak in turn.

The CTO pulled up the core technical parameter drawings: "According to the cooperation framework, Wei's will provide its independently developed third-generation photovoltaic energy storage core chip, as well as the design scheme for the supporting automated production line. The yield rate of this production line can reach over 98.5%, and we will send a technical team to provide on-site guidance for installation and commissioning throughout the process."

Dou's production director immediately followed up, "How long will the production line debugging cycle take? We hope to start production as soon as possible."

"Under normal circumstances, debugging and trial production can be completed in 45 days," the technical director responded. "If Dou's can coordinate the workshop renovation and personnel training in advance, the cycle can be shortened by about 10 days."

Next, the two sides had a detailed discussion on cost control, production schedule, and division of marketing responsibilities.

The entire negotiation process was efficient and pragmatic. Wei's technological advantages complemented Dou's production and sales channel advantages, and a consensus was quickly reached on all the details.

After the meeting, Dou Xuan kept Wei Xun with him, while the others left first.

"Dude, let's host a thank-you dinner together next Saturday night."

Dou Xuan offered him a cigarette: "This collaboration went so smoothly thanks to the support of our upstream and downstream suppliers and distributors. Let's take this opportunity to get together. My parents will be there too, and I was thinking, why don't we invite your grandparents as well?"

Wei Xun lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said nothing.

"Haven't you made up yet?" Dou Xuan said, "What deep-seated hatred could there be between you two, grandfather and grandson? You've just returned to China to start your business, and this project is crucial for making a name for yourself. Your grandfather still has a lot of influence in the business world; his involvement is the biggest support he can give you. Take this opportunity to reconcile with him?"

Wei Xun was silent for a moment, then exhaled a smoke ring: "He might not be willing to come."

"I'll go and invite them." Dou Xuan patted his shoulder. "You and your grandfather are both stubborn, so I'll be the middleman. I'll go to the old house tonight to deliver the invitations."

At 7 p.m. that evening, Dou Xuan drove to the Wei family's old residence.

After the maid opened the door, He Mei personally came out to greet him with a smile, "Xuan'er is here? Come in and sit down."

Dou Xuan followed He Mei into the living room, where Wei Dezhao was sitting on the sofa, his expression not very enthusiastic.

"Grandpa Wei, Grandma He," Dou Xuan greeted respectfully.

He Mei handed her a plate of fruit, which included mangosteens, grapes, and oranges: "Have some fruit."

Dou Xuan took a bite: "Sweet. Grandma's fruit is still the freshest."

As he spoke, he handed the invitation to Wei Dezhao: "Grandpa Wei, next Saturday night, Wei Xun and I are hosting a thank-you dinner together, and we would like to invite you and Grandma to attend."

Wei Dezhao snorted coldly: "I'm too old to get involved in business matters."

"Grandpa Wei, although you've retired, your prestige remains." Dou Xuan said sincerely, "This is the first major project Wei Xun has taken on since returning to China, and it's of great significance to him. Your presence isn't just to show your support, but also to send a signal to the suppliers and distributors that the Wei family supports him."

"He doesn't need my support." Wei Dezhao said curtly, "He's grown up and can fly on his own now. He doesn't respect me, his grandfather, anymore."

He Mei quickly tried to smooth things over: "De Zhao, don't say that. Xun'er is just stubborn, why are you still angry? Xuan'er made a special trip, just listen to him."

Upon seeing this, Dou Xuan opened the gift box he had brought. Inside were several medicinal herbs wrapped in dark red brocade, with thick roots and a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Grandpa Wei, this is a gift I brought especially for you."

Wei Dezhao's gaze fell on the medicinal herbs, and his expression changed instantly.

This is wild red ginseng, which, when boiled with other medicinal herbs, has a remarkable effect on rheumatic back pain in the elderly.

Wild red-haired seven is rare and hard to find; it's very difficult to buy it on the market.

"A few days ago, Wei Xun and I went to the capital for a business trip and saw someone selling this wild red-haired herb at a Chinese herbal medicine market."

Dou Xuan slowly said, "Wei Xun looked at this herb for a long time, repeatedly asking the stall owner about its usage and dosage, but in the end he put it down and didn't buy it. I asked him why, and he said that this medicine could cure your back pain, but you are probably still angry with him, and you wouldn't want it even if I bought it, it would only make you unhappy."

Dou Xuan paused for a moment, then continued, "When he left, his steps were a beat slower. I could tell he was worried about your health. I thought this medicine was rare, so I bought it for him, hoping to convey his feelings."

Wei Dezhao's gaze softened considerably, his fingers gently caressing the brocade, without uttering a word.

He Mei's eyes reddened, and she sighed, "That child, he's all bark and no bite. Moving out was just a fit of pique. Dezhao, when he was little, he idolized you, wanting to sit in your lap and listen to your stories about the business world. How could he not miss you?"

Wei Dezhao remained silent for a long time, then picked up the invitation on the table, glanced at it, and slowly asked, "What time next Saturday?"

Dou Xuan was overjoyed and quickly said, "Seven o'clock tonight, in the banquet hall of the International Hotel. I will send a car to pick you and Grandma up then."

"No need, we can go by ourselves." Wei Dezhao glanced at the box of herbs again: "You've put a lot of thought into this medicine."

He Mei smiled and said, "Xuan'er, thank you so much."

"Of course, Grandma Wei." Dou Xuan smiled. "Then I won't disturb you and Grandpa Wei's rest any longer. I'll head back now."

He Mei saw him to the door, holding his hand and thanking him repeatedly: "Xuan'er, all these years we've been so grateful for your help in mediating things, otherwise the relationship between the grandfather and grandson would have remained strained for who knows how long."

"Grandma, you're too kind. Wei Xun and I are good friends, it's only right that we do this."

After saying goodbye, Dou Xuan got into the car.

He took out a mangosteen from his pocket that he had just picked up from the Wei family's old house and said to the driver, "To Huayao Mansion."

When the car arrived at Huayao Mansion, Dou Xuan went to Wei Xun's door and rang the doorbell.

A brown-haired boy opened the door. He had clear eyes and politely asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Dou Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then looked the boy up and down.

The boy was slender with fair skin, delicate features, and a gentle demeanor.

He instantly realized that this must be Nan Yan—the boy whom Dou Xiao had been thinking about for a long time, but whom Wei Xun had been protecting closely.

"I'm looking for Wei Xun," Dou Xuan said with a smile. "I'm his friend, Dou Xuan."

Nan Yan stepped aside to let him in: "Please come in. The master is upstairs. I'll go and call him."

Dou Xuan walked into the living room and casually looked around.

The living room was simply and elegantly furnished, with a huge teddy bear in the corner that seemed out of place with Wei Xun's style.

Soon, Wei Xun came downstairs and saw Dou Xuan, somewhat surprised: "What brings you here?"

"The invitations have been sent out, and your grandparents have both agreed to attend." Dou Xuan handed him a mangosteen: "Here, this is from your grandfather."

Wei Xun took the mangosteen, his eyes flickering slightly.

He loved eating mangosteens since he was a child, but after moving out, he rarely got to eat them anymore.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa still remembered his preferences, and the old house has been making special purchases for him.

"How could that stubborn old man agree?"

"Even grandfather and grandson are connected by blood." Dou Xuan smiled, but did not mention that he had delivered the medicine for Wei Xun: "Your grandfather still cares about you, he just couldn't bring himself to do it."

Wei Xun didn't speak, his fingertips pinching the mangosteen shell, feeling somewhat moved.

Perhaps, his grandfather's strictness towards him was always a mask of love.

At this moment, Nan Yan came over with two cups of tea: "Mr. Dou, please have some tea."

"Thank you." Dou Xuan took the teacup, took a sip, and smiled gently at Nan Yan.

He could understand why Dou Xiao and Wei Xun were both so fond of this young man. Nan Yan had a clean and pure quality that made people want to protect him.

"I've finished my business, so I'll be leaving now." Dou Xuan put down his teacup and stood up. "See you next Saturday."