Have You Really Made Up Your Mind?

"Dad!" Lucho pushed open the door of the study with his face darkened. Maxwell was sitting on a chair and resting, with his eyes closed. Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes. He was a little unhappy because he was disturbed, but when he saw Lucho, he just frowned slightly and didn't blame him.  "You're back?" Maxwell said blandly. "Mm." Lucho endured his anxiety and nodded. Then he closed the door and walked towards Maxwell. "Didn't you say that you would stay there for four or five days?" Maxwell looked at Lucho, "If I remember correctly, you've only been there for three days. Are you back today? Have you dealt with the matter over there?" In the face of Maxwell's casual question, Lucho didn't beat around the bush. "Dad, do you think I can stay there at ease?" Maxwell raised his eyebrows, "So, did you come back because of Issac?" "Yes!" Lucho didn't hide anything and said directly, "Dad! Why did you agree? Why did you agree to let him work in the company?" Maxwell had long thought th