Lin Chu could sense his hesitation and inner conflict.
As a third-generation member of the Zhu Family, even if he wanted to come over to Lin Chu's side, he had to consider the repercussions within the family. A Zhu Family member going to work for a rival golf club—what would people say?
If it were as Zhu Yizhen had said, and Lin Chu made him the general manager, that would naturally bring honor to the Zhu Family.
But that was obviously impossible.
'Fat chance.'
Times had changed. Lin Chu wasn't as desperate to have him anymore.
But, to be fair, he still admired the man himself.
"Find a way to screw over your older brother, and then you can be the one in charge."
Lin Chu said with a smile, goading him jokingly.
Zhu Yixian: ...
"My dad would kill me first. The Zhu Family has a strict hierarchy, and they place immense value on filial piety and fraternal respect."
TSK.
'Such a traditional—one could even say feudal—family culture.'
'Of course, it has its pros and cons.'
