"Can."
Yan Mo agreed without hesitation. To her, although Tang Ping's business was profitable, to her, she was just an outsider.
In ancient times, when it came to the succession to the throne, emperors who were not good at management would squander their family property and country, let alone her. She did not think that she was smarter than others and could become familiar with the business of every company in a short time.
Giving her so many properties would only add a huge burden and pressure on her. As long as she has enough money, she likes a comfortable and easy life. Giving her money is the best thing that can be done for her. How could she hesitate?
Old Mu also agreed with this decision. In his opinion, as long as his granddaughter lived a healthy and happy life, there was no need to work so hard. The other people in the Yan family had no objection, except Mu Wanyue, who was a little unwilling.
"That's settled then," Tang Ping couldn't wait to hand the contract to Yan Mo again.
"Without further delay, Mo Mo, just sign these three contracts!"
This time, Yan Mo took the contract from Tang Ping without hesitation. Ever since he signed the employment contract with Si Ze, he was scared by the additional conditions he learned about later.
Now, every time she signs a contract, she will carefully check it again and again. She will only sign it if there are no problems. Moreover, this is such an important contract, one more word or one less word can make a world of difference. Naturally, she read it over carefully again.
After making sure there were no problems, Yan Mo signed his name neatly in the last column, but when he signed the third contract to waive the right of inheritance in the will, Yan Mo put down the pen.
Tang Ping frowned:
"Why, do you want to regret it?"
"I don't regret it, but this contract needs to be changed." Yan Mo pointed at the contract in his hand and stated his request.
"Okay, how do we change it?" Tang Ping asked patiently.
"This contract will be changed into a share transfer agreement. I will transfer all the shares I hold to Si Ze's name." Yan Mo said calmly.
"No." The voice of opposition came from Si Jiawei.
Tang Ping and Yan Mo turned to look at Si Jiawei at the same time, both of them with confusion in their eyes. Giving the shares to Si Ze would only benefit Si Ze's future management of Zhenghong. They didn't understand why Si Jiawei would object.
Si Jiawei looked at everyone's strange eyes and tugged at his collar unnaturally. The reason he objected was because he had promised Si Mei last night that he would give her 5% of the shares that Yan Mo had asked for. If Yan Mo directly transferred all the shares to his son, he would be breaking his promise to his sister.
This was unacceptable, and he naturally objected. However, when facing Tang Ping's scrutiny, Si Jiawei avoided it with a guilty conscience and said to Yan Mo:
"It's all the same to you anyway, Yan Mo, you should sign it quickly!"
"Dad, you're right. It may be the same for me, but it's completely different for Si Ze. Good things should stay in the family, so I naturally won't let my shares flow out." Yan Mo smiled and closed the pen cap: "Dad, do you think I'm right? I remember grandpa also said at the time that the Si family held a certain proportion of shares."
Si Jiawei was speechless. At that time, the old man felt that Si Mei's family held too high a proportion of shares, so he did not give her any share when he made the will.
It was just that this was the first time his sister begged him so much, and he felt really embarrassed to refuse! In Si Jiawei's opinion, it was nothing, not to mention that she was his biological sister.
After Yan Mo mentioned this, and seeing her husband's obviously panicked expression, Tang Ping suddenly realized that her husband was hiding something from her.
Tang Ping immediately stood up from the sofa, walked up to Si Jiawei, and without any preparation, dragged him by the hand and walked out of the Yan family's living room.
Soon, Tang Ping and Si Jiawei came back with a contract in their hands, which was the equity transfer document that Yan Mo needed.
Si Jiawei threw the contract on the table in front of Yan Mo and said coldly, "You are really troublesome. Can we sign it now?"
Speaking of this, Tang Ping immediately glared at her husband:
"You're the one who's meddling, Momo. Leave him alone and just sign!"
She could never have imagined that her husband would actually give his son's things to outsiders. It really made her angry to death.
Faced with his wife's anger, Si Jiawei didn't dare to say no and could only bury his resentment in his heart.
"Okay." Yan Mo didn't pay attention to what her parents-in-law were unhappy about. She picked up the contract and read it again. After making sure there were no objections, she did not delay any longer and turned directly to the last page and signed her name.
When the last deal was signed, Yan Mo was stunned for a moment. She actually divorced Si Ze over this bone-setting issue. It was so unreal.
"Momo, thank you for letting Ze'er go. As his mother, I thank you. If you have any problems in the future, you can also come to the Si family's old villa to find me." Tang Ping put away the three contracts with a sense of relief. Finally, she picked up the check on the table again and put it into Yan Mo's hand:
"You fill in the check number yourself, and you can pick it up yourself when the time comes." After saying that, Tang Ping packed up her things and walked out of the house quickly without caring about anything else.
Just as Tang Ping stepped out of the door, Yan Mo called out to them:
"mom."
Tang Ping turned around and asked, puzzled:
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Yan Mo looked at Tang Ping and begged, "Si Ze and I are divorced. Can you let me see him one last time today? Just treat it as if I've been your wife for so long, and I'm asking you for it."
"This..." Tang Ping was not very willing, but then she thought about it, looked up at Yan Mo's sad eyes, and she couldn't bear to refuse. Besides, she and Ze'er had already divorced, so she could just go and see him as an ordinary friend. No matter how unlucky it was, there shouldn't be any problem!
Finally, Tang Ping agreed out of humanitarianism:
"I'll agree to it this time, but only once."
Yan Mo said gratefully, "Thank you, Mom."
Afterwards, without even changing her clothes, she followed Tang Ping and the others out of the living room and got into A Biao's white car, where A Biao had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Yan Mo get in the car, A Biao started the car and left Xia Yan's house.
"A Biao, hurry up and go to West China." Yan Mo ordered.
A Biao also wanted to go faster, but the Si family's convoy was not very fast, so it was obviously difficult to overtake.
Yan Mo asked anxiously:
"A Biao, do you know if there are other faster roads besides this one?"
"Yes." A Biao thought about it in his mind, and suddenly his eyes lit up:
"Yes, there is. After crossing the bridge ahead, there's a right-turn lane that takes you to Huaxi."
"It's just that the lane is quite quiet, so there are usually not many cars going to Huaxi from that road."
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