Chapter 307 Mixed-blood Niece
Shen Yuan was sitting in front of the dressing table in a bathrobe, and the class beauty was standing behind him.
She played with her hair with her left hand and blew it with a hair dryer in her right hand, wantonly making some bold changes to Shen Yuan's hairstyle.
"That's enough, that's enough. If you keep blowing it, it will be really outrageous."
Looking at the rocket head in the mirror, Shen Yuan said impatiently: "If my hair wasn't short, you would have made me look like a Shamatte."
"No, there are still some places that haven't dried yet."
Fang Minhui was blowing her hair seriously, as if she was planning some big hairstyle.
"I only have this little hair. No matter how much you rub it, it will still look like this."
But not long after he said that, Shen Yuan found that his hair was turning into a chicken coop, so he couldn't help but say: "Are you free? Why don't you do something else but mess with my hair?"
"Just let me play, and I'll play whatever you want with you later."
"Then what do you think I want to play?" Shen Yuan asked.
"You just want to play some adult games, huh? I don't know you yet."
Fang Minhui said proudly.
Shen Yuan said disdainfully: “Nonsense, I have no interest in those things now.”
"Yuanbao, guess whether I believe it or not."
Fang Minhui smiled and said, "Who was it that insisted on taking a bath together and turning on all the lights?"
"Believe it or not."
Shen Yuan drank a lot of wine tonight and was in a bad state. In addition, he had a class with Dong Ya before coming back, and just now he taught a lesson to the class beauty in the bathroom.
So he is now in a state where he can fight or not.
After drying her hair, Fang Minhui put down the hair dryer and went somewhere unknown, while Shen Yuan sent a message to Ella, asking her to arrange her schedule for tomorrow.
Shen Yuan planned to return to Xingcheng after visiting Zhu Lei the day after tomorrow, so he only had time to accompany the class beauty to play tomorrow.
After sending WeChat messages to Ella, Shen Yuan checked some unread messages today. Ji Ya said that the contract for Koenigsegg had been signed, the car had been inspected, and was now parked in the garage of the auto show. As long as Shen Yuan transferred the car payment and completed the transfer, he could drive it back directly.
Although Shen Yuan was a private banking client with relatively high authority, it was a large transfer of 35 million after all, and required on-site processing by bank staff.
Ji Ya has contacted Zhong Rou from China Merchants Bank, and Zhong Rou said that she would arrange for a colleague to come to her home to handle the matter.
Scrolling down, there were messages from NPCs like Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan. Qiao Lei was very direct, saying, "Senior, when will you be back? I miss you."
Long Jinghan wrote in a diary, talking about what she had eaten today, what interesting things had happened, and what Liu Menglu and Qiao Lei had quarreled about.
Liu Menglu's post was much more explicit than the other two. She directly said, "Hubby, when are you coming back? I'm itching to be fucked by you."
What a sissy. Shen Yuan cursed in his heart. Coach Liu never said he was afraid, but he never won in actual combat. Just like Qiao Lei, he was a complete loser.
There were also messages from Teacher Li and Li Meng. Teacher Li had just moved into a new house not long ago. In addition to sharing the new home layout with Shen Yuan, she also posted some cute photos of little Lihua.
Li Meng just sent a "1", asking if he would come over today.
Continuing to scroll down, there is also Ms. Lin’s WeChat, which contains photos of her traveling in southern Yunnan. I recommended it to her after Shen Yuan went there last time. I didn’t expect her to act so quickly.
Since her divorce from Zeng Xianyong, she has been posting more frequently on WeChat Moments, including photos of new cars, travel photos, and daily life.
Sure enough, after ending an unhappy marriage, her whole mentality changed, and Shen Yuan was quite happy for her.
Chen Na also sent me a WeChat message, which was an ultrasound picture of the baby. She also said that there were slight fetal movements in the past two days.
This feeling is quite wonderful. Suddenly, there is a blood relative in this world, and the responsibility of raising the child has inexplicably been added to my shoulders.
Shen Yuan felt that the baby would be very happy when it was born, because in addition to his biological mother, he would have at least 10 stepmothers.
Full of motherly love, so happy!
Scrolling down, there is also Chen Xinyu’s WeChat, where she also reports on her daily life, such as she passed the third subject today, and will get her driver’s license after taking the fourth subject in a few days. She also posted a selfie in the examination room.
Shen Yuan replied to the messages of his harem one by one, and then glanced at the message Zhou Peiwei sent today.
"Scumbag, didn't you say we could go to your house to work out? When will you be back?"
Shen Yuan thought for a moment and replied, “Are you coming alone or in pairs?”
Zhou Peiwei, who was probably lying on the bed playing with her phone, replied quickly, "Of course two people. I'm going to bring my bodyguards with me, otherwise who knows what you'll do."
Shen Yuan: "I didn't expect Luo Bingying to be your bodyguard."
Zhou Peiwei: "Humph, of course, so you'd better be careful about your words and actions when the time comes, otherwise she will think that I have something going on with you."
Shen Yuan: "But we don't have anything."
Zhou Peiwei: “!!!!”
The girl's mind is very strange. She said that she was afraid that others would misunderstand that there was something going on between them, but when the boy denied it, she immediately became unhappy.
Shen Yuan could even imagine Zhou Peiwei pouting and kicking her legs, but he still felt it was not enough and decided to stimulate her a little more.
"Why, do you think there's something going on between us?"
At the same time, Zhou Peiwei was just as Shen Yuan thought. She was pouting and kicking her legs while hammering the dolls beside the bed.
“Ahhh, stinky Chen Yuan, pig Chen Yuan, you must be deliberately trying to piss me off!”
"I don't want to talk to you anymore!"
Zhou Peiwei originally wanted to have a good chat with Shen Yuan, but she didn't expect him to say such things. They both did that last time, could he really be pretending that nothing happened?
Not long after venting, Shen Yuan sent another WeChat message. Zhou Peiwei was determined to ignore him, but in the end she couldn't help but clicked it.
"Actually, I really want to have something happen with you again, but you don't give me a chance and even bring a bodyguard with you to the gym."
Zhou Peiwei was so angry that she laughed, thinking that this man was really a hypocrite.
"Hmph, forget it!"
Zhou Peiwei sent it directly, but the message was so arrogant, but in her heart she was no longer so bothered by what had just happened, and she was also secretly looking forward to going to Shen Yuan's house again.
On the other side, Waldorf.
Shen Yuan chatted with Zhou Peiwei for a while, then put down his phone. When talking to a girl you have just met, you should stop briefly and just enough time so that she can savor the experience slowly.
"Female college students are so easy to fool, and she even offers buy one get one free."
Shen Yuan thought silently in his heart, yawned twice, and prepared to go to bed.
But at this moment, the light suddenly dimmed, Shen Yuan turned around in surprise, and found that the class beauty was standing in front of him wearing a cheongsam.
She was wearing a simple, light blue sleeveless cheongsam, revealing her fair arms, and her hair was tied up with a hairpin.
The cheongsam was obviously one size too small, and the top of the dress was bulging. Although the slender waist was exposed, the hips were stretched so much that it looked like the waist would collapse at any time.
Shen Yuan was slightly stunned: "Why are you wearing the technician's cheongsam?"
“Because I’m a technician.”
Fang Minhui blinked her beautiful eyes and walked over with small steps. Because the waist of her cheongsam was very tight, her steps were very slow.
This scene reminded Shen Yuan of Xiaorou and Xiaoxue wearing cheongsams last night. The gentle acupressure, soft words, and appropriate skin contact were truly wonderful.
Today Xiaoxue sent him a message, saying that she can "follow her feelings and follow the Tao."
Shen Yuan thought she had made a typo and reminded her, but she said she hadn't made a typo.
However, Shen Yuan never takes the bus. He has so many private cars, and they are all very beautiful.
"Sir, you can lie down on the bed. I will serve you from now on."
Fang Minhui said sweetly, bowed slightly, and made a gesture of invitation.
Shen Yuan's sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You haven't introduced yourself yet, and you need to tell me about the service content and charges."
Fang Minhui raised her head and thought for a moment before saying, "The details of the service are a secret. But the fees are actually not high."
"How much is that?" Shen Yuan asked.
Fang Minhui quietly leaned close to Shen Yuan's ear and whispered softly, "600 million, payable in installments, give me 200 million at a time."
Shen Yuan raised the corner of his mouth: "The fee is so expensive, is 400 million okay?"
"We are a small business, so we don't bargain."
Fang Minhui helped Shen Yuan up, and said with a seductive look, "Mr. Shen, lie down."
"You're running a black shop. I need to think about it."
Shen Yuan pretended to hesitate.
"It's okay, Mr. Shen, you can think about it slowly."
Fang Minhui said this, but she unbuttoned her cheongsam one by one without saying a word.
When untying the third one, Fang Minhui paused and shyly covered her white back.
"Mr. Shen, please turn your head away. I want to change back into my original clothes."
Fang Minhui bit her lip, took two steps back, and looked at Shen Yuan with a reluctant look.
Shen Yuan sneered: "Tonight I will fight you, and one of us must die."
The next day, Shen Yuan and Fang Minhui, led by Ella, chose two famous scenic spots to visit. In fact, they were not very interested in these places of interest. Instead, they found the 798 Art District they visited in the evening quite interesting.
On the third day, Shen Yuan came to Zhu Lei's house with cigarettes and alcohol.
Zhu Lei bought a house in a high-end community in Chaoyang. The house is a large flat of more than 300 square meters. The decoration is more Chinese style, and the house is basically filled with mahogany furniture.
When Zhu Lei saw what was in Shen Yuan's hand, he didn't say anything polite and laughed out loud, "Good cigarettes and good wine."
"The preparations were rather hasty, I hope Director Zhu doesn't mind."
Shen Yuan said with a smile.
"How could that be possible? Come, try my Huangshan Maofeng tea before the Qingming Festival."
Zhu Lei led Shen Yuan to the tea room and brewed tea slowly, praising him: "I never thought that you would become the third largest shareholder of Hemu at such a young age. When I was your age, my career hadn't even started yet."
"Just good luck."
Shen Yuanxin said that it was mainly due to Tongzi's favor.
“Luck certainly plays a part, but there’s definitely an indispensable element of ability and background.”
Zhu Lei brewed tea and handed a cup to Shen Yuan: "Brother Shen, the shareholders' meeting is just a formality, and the vice chairman is just a nominal position. I want to ask if you have ever thought about participating in the management of Hemu?"
Shen Yuan knocked lightly on the tea table twice, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "To be honest, Brother Zhu, I don't have this idea."
"Don't you have this idea, or do you think Hemu's temple is too small?"
Zhu Lei laughed and said, "I'm not the only one who thinks so. Many shareholders of the company think you have an extraordinary background, so they quietly acquired this 15% stake. You know, Hemu is currently in a period of growth, with considerable profits. Not only me, but other shareholders also want to hold more shares."
"Shares represent the right to speak. I'm almost 60, and I can't always have the final say. Many people are watching my position and shares."
"But I think I can still work for a few more years, at least until I'm 65, which is only five years. So I'm wondering if you have any thoughts on participating in management, or reselling your shares?"
Facing Zhu Lei's blunt words, Shen Yuan took a sip of hot tea and thought carefully. Zhu Lei was trying to win him over. He was worried that if he sold his shares to other people, his absolute control over the group would change, especially since he was already at this age.
"Brother Shen, what I want to say is that if you want to sell your shares, I will always be your first choice."
Zhu Lei said slowly, "If you want to participate in management, that's no problem. Five years later, as soon as I retire, you will be the head of the group. I will also transfer some of my shares to you, so that your shareholding will be higher than that of Director Sha."
It is definitely not going to be sold, and Shen Yuan has never thought about management. However, from what Zhu Lei said, the internal situation of the group is not as harmonious as the shareholders' meeting yesterday.
It seems to be divided into two factions: Zhu Lei and Sha Yongshan?
As expected, the bigger the company, the more intense the struggle. How did Tongzi drag me into this mess?
"Brother Zhu, please let me think about it."
Shen Yuan did not give an immediate reply, but drank tea tactically.
Zhu Lei laughed twice: "There's no rush for this matter. You just arrived at Hemu, so you should get familiar with it first."
"The group still has a lot of information. I asked your secretary to take it back last time. It includes the financial reports from recent years, the group's development plan, and the shareholder list and background information. You can study it more when you have time."
"Okay, I'll look back more."
The two finished their business talk and then exchanged pleasantries. Shen Yuan had dinner at Zhu Lei's house. What surprised Shen Yuan was that Zhu Lei had a daughter at home, and the key point was that she was a mixed-race girl.
She has a high nose bridge, brown eyes, typical Western features, and golden wavy hair. She looks very much like Olympic champion Gu Ailing.
But she looks quite young, probably around 19 or 20 years old.
"Her mother is American and recently took my son back to her hometown. She grew up in China and has no feelings for the country, so she doesn't want to go back."
Zhu Lei explained, then looked at her daughter: “Qingrou, this is Dad’s colleague, called Uncle Shen.”
“Uncle Shen?”
Zhu Qingrou raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Yuan for a few times: "But he is about the same age as me, are you sure you want me to call him uncle?"
She has a Western appearance, but speaks fluent Chinese. Shen Yuan always feels weird about it.
"Generation has nothing to do with age."
Zhu Lei glanced at Zhu Qingrou, a stern look flashing in his eyes.
"oh."
Zhu Qingrou had no choice but to say reluctantly: "Uncle Shen."
It felt strange to hear a girl of the same age calling him uncle, but it was quite useful. Shen Yuan smiled and responded: "Hello, Qingrou's niece."
The corners of Zhu Qingrou's mouth moved, and after a while, while Zhu Lei was not paying attention, she glared at Shen Yuan fiercely.
In the evening, Shen Yuan rejected Zhu Lei's invitation to stay overnight and said goodbye with a bag of Mingqian Huangshan Maofeng and two bottles of Zodiac Moutai.
Zhu Lei sent Shen Yuan to the elevator, returned to the house, picked up his phone and dialed a number in Modu.
"Hey, Lao Sha."
"Yes, Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Lei laughed out loud and said, "Young people are really to be feared these days."
There was a pause on the other end of the phone: "What do you mean, Mr. Zhu?"
"Director Shen came to my place today. I sounded out some information for you. He said on the surface that he has no interest in company management."
Having said that, Zhu Lei paused.
Sha Yongshan's tone became serious: "Mr. Zhu, do you mean, Shen Yuan actually?"
"As a young man, it's understandable that he's driven. Otherwise, why would he acquire this 15% stake? But I can only help you this far. Otherwise, it would be unfair."
Zhu Lei spoke briefly to Sha Yongshan, then hung up the phone. He looked out the window and muttered, "You can't blame me. I founded Hemu, and I'm really worried about leaving it to you guys."
(End of this chapter)
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