"Thank you, Director Jiang."

"What are you talking about? Liangchen's art exhibition has achieved such great results. All the shareholders are very grateful to you. As for transferring the shares to me, that's not necessary."

Hua Jian apologized a little: "I know that Liangchen's funds haven't really started to operate yet. I'm sure it's difficult for you to suddenly ask for such a large sum of money at this time."

Jiang Ruiming laughed heartily. "You haven't been in the capital recently, so you might not know. Although Liangchen has seen improvement, it's largely due to the support of Yishuang's posthumous works. But in addition to Yishuang's posthumous works, Liangchen also has many excellent works. After these exhibitions, the transaction volume is comparable to Liangchen's revenue in the past five years!"

Hua Jian heard that his tone did not sound fake, so he sighed secretly and said gratefully, "Director Jiang, when I return to the imperial capital in the next two days, I will discuss the shareholding matter with you in person."

Jiang Ruiming said in a loud voice: "You don't have to be polite. Okay, I'm busy, so I'll hang up first."

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Hua Jian clicked on WeChat with a calm expression.

Ever since the last time she met Mrs. Hua at the airport, Hua Jian has been thinking about how to continue getting along with her.

Severing ties is the last resort.

He had never made up his mind. After all, after he took over the original owner's body, he ignored the original owner's biological mother, which was a bit unethical.

If Madam Hua hadn't given him a push today, this matter would probably have been shelved.

After actually saying those words to Madam Hua, Hua Jian completely removed the shackles in his heart.

The apartment he lives in, a 20% stake in an entertainment company, and the pocket money he has received every month since he became an adult.

It's all simple. The money will be transferred back to the Xie family account, and the apartment and shares will be transferred...

Hua Jian didn't go upstairs. She sat on the stairs in the walkway and thought about how to deal with things one by one.

The most urgent thing is to find a house to move to.

He frowned and started looking for a house.

Although Liangchen's stock price is very high, his shares are not liquid capital.

...

These days Hua Jian has been struggling with her relationship with Bo Lin.

After all, are you willing to be a 'good friend'?

Still half-heartedly accepting Bolin's 'fake boyfriend'.

At this moment these thoughts seemed like a joke.

When the share price of his shares in Liangchen was at its highest, the market value was only a few billion.

This money is in front of the behemoth Bo family.

Not worth mentioning.

When other men were trying to flirt with Bo Lin, how did he get the courage to step forward and stop them?

"...Forget it, let's rent an apartment first."

Just as I was thinking about it, a message appeared above my phone.

Cheng Ruimu: [Boss, we won an award! I think you could quickly have someone at the company file our film and contact theaters to schedule it! Maybe it can even be released in time for the summer.]

Despite the cold words, Hua Jian could still see Cheng Ruimu's joy.

"Sure enough, I was right about Cheng Ruimu!"

Hua Jian's gloomy mood suddenly became as bright as the morning sun.

He immediately replied to Cheng Ruimu.

Hua Jian: [I'll take care of these things. Tell Feng Rong to return home immediately. I have something for him to do.]

Cheng Ruimu: [Feng Rong has already boarded the plane and will land in the capital in ten hours.]

Hua Jian breathed out.

He should go back.

'Ding.'

Hua Jian looked down and saw that it was a message from Bo Lin.

[Are you in trouble? Do you need me to come down?]

Penthouse suite.

Lu Zexi looked around, his mouth full of suspicion: "You and Hua Jian actually sleep in two rooms? He looks like that, how could you resist sleeping with him?"

Bo Lin stared at his phone without even looking up: "Get out."

Zhang Yiming was dissatisfied: "Mr. Bo, you are too rude. Lao Lu and I have known you for more than 20 years. You can't abandon your buddy just because of a little boyfriend? Besides, if I hadn't helped you, you and Hua Jian probably wouldn't be together right now."

After the message was sent, the name at the top of WeChat kept switching between "The other party is typing..." and "Hua Jian".

Bo Lin thought that Hua Jian must have typed a lot of words.

[Lu Zexi and Zhang Yiming arrived in Haicheng and had lunch together.]

It’s okay to wait until Hua Jian replies before sending this message. Bo Lin took the opportunity to look up at Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming paused, then turned to look at Lu Zexi, "Old Lu, which floor do we live on?"

'Ding.'

Bo Lin withdrew his gaze indifferently and lowered his eyes.

Soon the only smile left in his eyes completely disappeared.

Hua Jian: [Sorry, Bo Lin, I have urgent matters to attend to and need to return to the capital.]

The text itself has no subjective consciousness, it is just a pile of ordinary characters.

But at this moment, Bo Lin saw coldness in this line of words.

"Bo Lin? Bo Lin?" Lu Zexi frowned. "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yiming opened his eyes wide: "Fuck, you weren't like this just now, why do you suddenly look as ugly as a ghost?"

"Boom!"

Bo Lin placed his phone upside down on the table, raised his eyelids, and asked word by word, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Zhang Yiming and Lu Zexi immediately fell silent.

So scary, who offended him?

However, Zhang Yiming always finds many ways to seek death.

For example, now.

His quick-witted mind worked rapidly.

"Hua Jian dumped you? That shouldn't be the case. With your financial resources, looks, and eight-pack abs, you should have been completely captivated by him, right?"

"But it's true, male college students like this have no self-control, and they're always surrounded by seniors or juniors..."

Lu Zexi looked at Bo Lin's gloomy face and immediately pulled Zhang Yiming out with his quick eyes and hands.

"Hey, what are you doing, Lao Lu, fuck, my arm!"

"Bo Lin, we're going back to the capital now. You and Hua Jian have fun."

"Boom!"

The room fell silent.

Bo Lin picked up his phone and deleted the typed text word by word. The sound of a door card being swiped came from the door.

"Sorry, boyfriend, I can't accompany you on vacation in Haicheng."

Hua Jian pushed open the door and leaned against the door frame with a helpless look on her face.

"What happened? I'll be staying in Haicheng for a few more days. If you need anything back in the capital, you can contact Jiang Kai directly."

Bo Lin put the phone back on the table.

The black matte shell was wet with sweat.

He thought Hua Jian had left.

"If you need anything, I won't be polite." Hua Jian paused, then said jokingly, "I'm not in Haicheng, so don't pay attention to those men here. Remember, you have a boyfriend."

After saying this, he stared at Bo Lin closely.

If Bo Lin shows even the slightest hint of annoyance, I'll explain to him that I was joking.

Bo Lin walked over and stretched out his arms to him: "Straight men should be able to hug their boyfriends, right?"

You look like you're about to cry.

Hua Jian pursed her lips, grabbed him tightly and hugged him in her arms.