Well, the distance is too far and the mental strength is not enough.
My cousin Nan Mufeng, who was playing on his phone, reminded me: "Mom, don't complain so loudly. It would be bad if outsiders heard it."
"We are in our own home, how could we be strangers?" Although the aunt was dissatisfied, she still lowered her voice.
"Don't forget, that girl is about to graduate from college. According to the will of the second brother and his wife, she can directly inherit the 30% of the shares in the Nanqiao Group owned by them." The speaker was Nan Muran's uncle Nan Ping. Although he was stating the facts, his tone sounded indignant.
The eldest aunt raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and was very dissatisfied: "We haven't treated her badly over the years, what does she want to do?"
"Mom, the problem now is that Nan Muran has grown up and can inherit Nan Qiao's shares. The board of directors must want her, that fool, to take over the power instead of my dad.
Only if Nan Muran doesn't join Nanqiao, my dad can keep his current position. Of course, it would be best if he could get her shares." Cousin Nan Mufeng was a little impatient.
My father absolutely cannot resign. Not only for Nan Muran's shares, but also because he and I have held great power in the Nanqiao Group over the years, and have made more than 100 million yuan in benefits every year, both openly and secretly.
This money can maintain their luxurious life and make them dazzling in the top social circles.
If they were kicked out of Nanqiao, with only 5% of the year-end dividend for their family of four and their grandmother and the Shenghui Group with a market value of less than 300 million, their family would be directly downgraded and become a laughing stock in the upper class circle.
They have lived a good life for so many years, they absolutely cannot go back to the past.
"Just come over, say some nice things to that damn girl and coax her, and she will definitely give it to you." The eldest aunt also understood the key point, but she didn't care.
Nan Muran's eyes outside the door were extremely cold.
Uncle Nan didn't think there was anything wrong with his wife's words. He turned to look at his old mother on the side. The fifty-year-old man seemed to be acting like a spoiled child: "Mom, Nan Muran listens to you. The future prosperity of our Nan family depends on you."
"Mom, I'll have to rely on you later." The eldest aunt looked at the old lady of the Nan family on the side with flattery and deliberately smiled.
The old lady put down the book in her hand gracefully, and said proudly and confidently: "Don't worry, just leave it to me. At least I won't let her enter Nanqiao."
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