Chapter 224: It can be connections or support
The car stopped at the door of the Meng family villa. Meng Anran was about to unbuckle her seat belt when Qin Mu suddenly held her hand.
She looked up at him, his outline seemed particularly deep in the night.
"Do you want me to accompany you in?" Qin Mu asked seriously.
"It's just a small matter. You should go back early." Meng Anran smiled lightly, unbuckled his seat belt and glanced at the back seat, "Yan Yan is sleepy too."
Qin Yan was lying in the back seat and snoring, obviously exhausted.
Qin Mu glanced at his sister, sighed secretly, and looked at Meng Anran again: "Call me anytime if you have anything. An Xiaoran, you can rely on me a little more."
Meng Anran was slightly startled, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she leaned over and kissed his slightly cold lips, "I can handle small things, and I'll hide behind you for big things."
Qin Mu smiled and rubbed the girl's long hair lovingly, "Come in and have an early rest tonight."
"Well, good night." Meng Anran pushed the door and got out of the car. The moment she watched the car drive away, the smile on the corner of her lips disappeared in an instant.
The moment I opened the door with my key, I heard voices of conversation coming from the living room.
Meng Zhen had specially changed her shift tonight after seeing the news. After learning the details of the situation, her brows knitted together. "Dad, this is clearly a targeted attack. Is this a deliberate setup by Dingfeng Group?"
Meng Rong's hair turned white with worry. He sighed heavily, "It seems so now. Dingfeng Group has been trying to drag us down. If we don't agree to them this time, Hot Wheels will most likely not be able to continue operating."
"If you agree to this, you'll really ruin the entire brand."
Meng Anran pushed the door open and walked in, bending down at the entrance to change her shoes.
Seeing her, Meng Chenghong, who had been sitting on the sofa petting the dog, immediately stood up and walked towards the garden with the dog in his arms, saying hurriedly, "Second sister, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I didn't clean the house!"
Meng Zhen also treated it as a formidable enemy. She quickly went to get a vacuum cleaner and cleaned up the white dog hair in the living room.
Seeing her family busy thinking about her, Meng Anran felt a warmth in her heart, and the corners of her tense lips relaxed a little.
"Sister, don't bother." Meng Anran walked over and turned off the vacuum cleaner in Meng Zhen's hand, patting the soft white fur on the sofa, "Sit down, let's chat for a while."
Meng Zhen stopped bothering and put the vacuum cleaner aside for the time being.
"Have a cup of tea." Su Wanman walked over with the freshly brewed tea and placed it in front of Meng Anran.
Meng Anran glanced at the teacup and thought for a moment, then said, "We should hire a servant for the family."
The job of serving tea and water should not be done by my mother.
Su Wanman was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and waved her hand, "We'll discuss this later. Why did you suddenly come back tonight?"
Asking the point, Meng Anran didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "Did Zhao Zhide invite you to dinner?"
Meng Rong's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly: "You are well-informed."
"What conditions did he put forward?"
"Dingfeng wants to acquire 30% of the shares. They'll provide low-priced raw materials and resolve this public opinion issue." Meng Rong's voice gradually became lower and lower, and finally he almost muttered to himself, "It sounds like a good deal..."
Meng Anran's eyes suddenly darkened, "Dad, you're not really considering it, are you?"
Meng Rong suddenly looked up, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes. "An Ran, do you know what the technical department reported to me today? The raw material formula of that batch of problematic tires was deliberately changed!"
Meng Anran's pupils suddenly shrank. Things were more complicated than she had expected.
"It's not a production accident, it's man-made." Meng Rong punched his leg, "Someone wants to kill Fenghuolun!"
The air in the living room suddenly became quiet, so stagnant that it felt suffocating.
Su Wanman gently held her husband's hand, wanting to give him some comfort and help him calm down.
Watching her parents supporting and comforting each other, Meng Anran was silent for a long time. A cold voice came out from between her red lips, neither salty nor bland: "Why didn't you come to me?"
Meng Rong froze.
"You would rather consider making a despicable deal with Dingfeng Group than let me help you?" Meng Anran picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The fragrance of Longjing tea after the rain spreads in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue tastes a hint of sweetness, followed by some astringency.
"That's not what I meant." Meng Rong clenched his fists, his fingertips turning white, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible. "An Ran, do you know what those people said? They said that Hot Wheels' development was entirely due to your support. This time, such a big scandal has been exposed, and they must have asked you to pay to deal with it. They said I will only cause you trouble!"
Su Wanman hurriedly tugged at her husband's sleeve, "Lao Meng, calm down..."
"I'm calm." Meng Rong pushed his wife's hand away, his voice trembling. "I just don't want to implicate my daughter. You have your own career, you can't always..."
"Can't what?" Meng Anran put down the teacup, and the porcelain and glass made a crisp "ding" sound when they collided.
She raised her head, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "Can't have a useless father?"
These words were like a knife stabbing straight into Mengrong's heart. His face turned pale instantly, and his whole body became weak and trembling, as if all his strength had been drained away.
"An Ran!" Meng Zhen shouted, grabbing Meng An Ran's wrist, "You're going too far."
Meng Anran looked at her father's face, which looked ten years older than before, and felt a little numb in her heart.
Smelling the aroma of Longjing tea floating in the air, she suddenly thought of the Lu family's teahouse - the place that was always filled with sandalwood and conspiracy.
Lu Heng once said that in life, we must learn to let go and discard things that have no value as soon as possible, including people and feelings.
Even though it has been six years since she left the Lu family's cold-blooded world, Meng Anran still cannot deny that she still has the bad habit of "measuring people's hearts by their values" in her bones.
"The Lu Group used to have a new energy vehicle brand that cooperated with the Liyu Group. Through this, I got to know Jiling's president, Situ Huajian." Meng Anran spoke suddenly, and everyone looked at her in confusion.
She continued, "The nationally renowned gold medal lawyer Lin Rencheng was once the legal advisor of the Lu Group and is now my friend.
“My connections, resources, and business empire all bear the mark of the Lu family.
"So, my contribution to the family is not something you owe me, but rather it is what the Lu family owes you."
Meng Rong's eyes were red, and she stared at Meng Anran in disbelief. She could feel her comfort.
Meng Anran gently grasped her father's calloused hand to still it from shaking. She softened her voice and spoke word by word, "Dad, I'm your biological daughter. I can be your strongest connection and your most solid support."
She had enough valuable things, and now she wanted to earn something that she didn't have.
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