Chapter 481 Little NPC and Player Boss 59

Cha Jiu was standing by and supporting Shen's mother.

Although Mother Shen looked calm on the surface, her hands were shaking slightly.

It took her a lot of courage to take this step.

Father Shen stared at the mother and daughter in front of him, and the expression on his face suddenly changed from anger to a sneer.

"Don't think I can't see through your little tricks. If you want to use divorce to take me away, forget it!"

Mr. Shen arrogantly thought he saw through the two of them, and angrily took out a pen from the inside of his coat and signed the agreement with great speed.

"I founded the Shen Corporation, and I gave you a good life. So I have the final say on how to arrange the property and marriage, and you have no right to interfere!"

"Originally, I thought that since Nanqi and Chenxuan's marriage had fallen through, I would amend my will to leave 1% of the shares to Nanqi, but now it seems that this is no longer necessary."

There was a hint of sarcasm on Shen's mother's face.

One percent of Shen's shares is a huge fortune in the eyes of ordinary people, and they can receive high dividends every year.

But for Shen Nanqi, this little bit of shares is just like those houses and jewelry. It looks glamorous, but it has no real say in the company and cannot influence any future decisions of Liao Xinzhu.

What the slightly wealthy families fight for is money.

What wealthy families fight for is power.

"Mom, Aunt Ye and Uncle Jiang are here too. Let's go over and say hello." Cha Jiuya looked down upon Father Shen's condescending and self-righteous charity.

The 10 million yuan she had in her hands had already multiplied several times, including the principal and interest, and was used for reinvestment and starting companies, mainly in some emerging industries that no one was optimistic about but had great potential.

In the short term, we may not be able to match the scale of Shen’s, but in the next three to five years, everything will be completely different.

When Shen's mother saw her friend and his family coming, she was too lazy to continue arguing with Shen's father, so she walked over with Cha Jiu in her arms, smiling.

Mr. Shen was very angry, but when guests came to congratulate him, he could only force a smile and raise a glass to greet them.

On the side, Yan Wugui finished a phone call in front of the French window, then returned to Cha Jiu and put his arms around her waist: "Today is Auntie's birthday, I prepared a gift for her."

"What gift?" Cha Jiu was surprised and curious.

"Guess." Yan Wugui leaned close to her ear and whispered cunningly.

He was tall and slender with perfect proportions, and with his outstanding appearance and elegant new Chinese clothing, he simply made all the men around him pale in comparison.

As soon as he stepped into the banquet hall, he attracted everyone's attention. All the wealthy ladies were captivated by him and watched him with bated breath.

But what no one expected was that such a perfect man turned out to be Shen Nanqi's male companion.

Shen Nanqi, the one whose engagement had just been broken off.

Seeing the two whispering in each other's ears, many people were also quietly speculating about Yan Wugui's identity behind their backs.

"Who is he? When did such a big shot appear in the celebrity circles of Beijing and Haikou?"

"I don't know him. He looks unfamiliar. I know the young masters of wealthy families in Jing City and Hai City. I bet he doesn't belong to any family." A young lady nicknamed "socialite" because of her wide circle of friends said firmly.

She has an excellent eye for people and never makes a mistake.

Someone even noticed the sapphire ring on Cha Jiu's hand.

"Hey, is the ring on Shen Nanqi's hand the Eye of the Earth that was auctioned for 500 million two years ago?"

Everyone looked at him.

"No need to look at it, it must be fake." The young lady of the Shao family, the richest family in Hai City, did not even look at it and spoke disdainfully.

"My uncle knows the collector of the Earth's Eye. He is a big shot in an international financial group. His status is too high to reach. How could Shen Nanqi know him?"

In other words, the ring in Shen Nanqi's hand is fake.

Now everyone's secret jealousy towards her instantly turned into a sense of superiority and even more intense ridicule. They thought it was ridiculous that she not only used a fake fiancé but also fake jewelry to save face.

However, those who made malicious assumptions soon felt the pain of being slapped in the face.

The top wealthy families in Beijing and Hai, the Song and Shao families, arrived one after another. The visitors were the current powerful patriarch of the Song family, and the granddaughter Song Yiwan who was designated as the heir; the Shao family's head, Shao Yi, and his wife came.

These are all big shots.

Chen Jia and Shen Jia hurried over to greet them with smiles.

Chen Xuan and Liao Xinzhu both saw Song Yiwan, the former was surprised and the latter had mixed feelings.

Song Yiwan also saw them, but her eyes were indifferent and she only nodded politely, with no intention of becoming close friends.

Liao Xinzhu had been confronted by her in the game before, and now that they met, he felt more awkward than interested in making friends.

Many people gathered around, some to greet others, some to try to please them, all wanting to establish a relationship with the Song and Shao families, even if it was just to get to know them.

Song Yiwan's gaze moved among the crowd, finally landing on a certain place, and her eyes lit up.

Then she whispered to Old Master Song, and the two grandsons walked towards that direction together.

Everyone was curious about who was so charming that Mr. Song had to go over and say hello in person.

"Mr. Yan." Mr. Song lowered his posture and was very respectful in front of Yan Wugui, without any airs of a wealthy family leader.

When he saw Cha Jiu behind Yan Wugui, he also smiled and greeted her in a very friendly manner: "Miss Shen."

Cha Jiu smiled and responded with a greeting.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Yan, for your help with Yiwan's mother's matter." Old Master Song was very grateful.

Song's mother's illness was not an accident at all, but was poisoned by Song's father and his lover.

The poison came from South Africa and was very rare. Song's father's method of poisoning was extremely secretive, so no one noticed anything wrong.

Fortunately, Yan Wugui sent people to investigate the truth and found the antidote in time, otherwise Song's mother might have been pretended to be seriously ill and passed away.

Yan Wugui calmly snatched the wine glass that Cha Jiu had put to his lips, gave him a warning look, then looked back at the old man and said calmly, "It's just a waste of time."

Cha Jiu couldn't drink the champagne, and glared at Yan Wugui angrily.

The latter was helpless but refused to compromise.

Old Master Song shook his head: "This is a great favor. Not only did you save Yi Wan's mother, but you also helped our Song family dig out a ruthless person who could kill relatives for profit."

According to the investigation, Song's father had originally planned to use this poison on Song's son in an attempt to seize power.

Fortunately it has been discovered now.

Otherwise, given Mr. Song's physical condition, he would definitely not live to see the day when the antidote is found.

At this time, on the other side.

After seeing clearly who was talking to Old Master Song, Shao Yi, the head of the Shao family, his eyes brightened instantly and he strode over.

"Mr. Yan, long time no see." He smiled and extended his hand politely, with his upper body slightly tilted, putting himself in a completely inferior position to greet Yan Wugui.

This made the people watching at the banquet even more surprised.

Forget about just being the Patriarch of the Song family.

Now even the head of the Shao family respects and admires this man so much.

Who is he?

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It’s too late today, I’ll write more tomorrow.