Hua Jinyan went straight to the point, his voice serious, "Is Shu Huahua one of Hua's industries?"
Grandpa Hua looked puzzled.
—The company had too many subsidiaries; he couldn't remember them all.
"Wait a moment, Grandpa will ask the assistant."
Grandpa Hua took out his work phone and dialed his assistant.
Even the old assistant had to look it up before he knew that Hua's had such a small company.
"Boss, indeed there is. It's a company specializing in baby skincare products, started thirty years ago. It hasn't made much of a presence, doesn't lose money, but doesn't make much either."
"Okay, I know now."
Grandpa Hua didn't hurry to hang up the phone with his assistant, intuitively feeling that his grandson wouldn't mention this small company out of the blue; there must be a follow-up, perhaps even needing the assistant to handle something.
"My dear grandson, you're right, Shu Huahua is indeed under Hua's name."