Seven days later, at Shengying Group, Qingjun walked into the chairman's office.
"Sister Qingjun, is there something you need?"
Qingjun handed her the documents in her hand: "These were given to me by our group's lawyer. Mrs. Ming has transferred 70% of her shares in the Ming Group to you, and also transferred 60 million in cash to your name."
Sheng Ying pinched the bridge of her nose: "Didn't Madam Ming say anything?"
Qingjun shook her head: "I only heard that the shares originally belonged to Madam Ming, and as for the cash, she got it by selling off her extra properties and luxury cars. She has also divorced Mingcheng and is now living alone."
"She's a sensible person, but I'm not the same Mingying I used to be. I don't remember anything from before. It's pointless to do these things now that she's dead."
Qingjun assumed that Sakura had forgotten the past and was now an amnesiac Sakura, and did not think that Mingying was no longer Mingying.
"Is there anyone else in Yu Rong's family?"
Qingjun thought for a moment: "It seems that Yu Rong's parents are still alive, but they live in their hometown. Since they adopted Ming Sheng, they haven't had much contact with each other."
Sheng Ying nodded and took the documents: "Go and transfer all these shares to Yu Rong's parents' names, and use this cash to support the welfare home every year in Yu Rong's name."
In this way, she would not have any connection with Yu Rong. Although this body belonged to Ming Ying, she was not Ming Ying, and she did not want to owe anyone a favor.
If you're going to break it off, break it off cleanly; I don't want to drag it out.
Qingjun didn't refute her words at all; after all, it was Xiaoying's money, and she could do whatever she wanted with it. Seeing that she had no further instructions, she withdrew.
Sheng Ying thought for a moment, then made a phone call.
In the Rong Group's conference room, Rong Mo was tapping on the table, waiting for the shareholders' suggestions. The entire conference room was quiet; you could almost hear a person breathing.
The shareholders were drenched in cold sweat. Their proposals had all been rejected. What were they going to do? Who would save them?
The shareholders, seeing Rong Mo about to explode, gestured to Rong Lu beside him. Rong Lu simply shrugged, indicating that he couldn't save them either.
Just as everyone was preparing to accept the sanctions, a phone rang suddenly. The shareholders felt that the phone ringing was like a god descending from heaven, their lifeline, and that it had come at the perfect time.
Rong Mo looked at the nickname displayed on the phone and his whole demeanor brightened. He picked up his phone and gave them a haughty look.
"Why aren't you all going back to finalize the plan? What are you doing sitting here?"
Upon hearing the boss's words, the attendees felt as if they had received a pardon and quickly scurried out of the meeting room. Only after everyone had left did Rong Mo answer the phone.
"Jiaojiao, what's wrong? Why are you calling now?"
Sheng Ying's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Aqi, did I disturb you? Were you in a meeting just now?"
After all, when there's nothing to do, Rong Mo will answer the phone even if it rings once.
Rong Mo hummed in agreement: "I was in a meeting just now, but I'm free now. Go ahead and say it."
Sheng Ying recounted what had just happened to Rong Mo, and finally asked him if she had been too heartless. After all, the owner of this body was still Ming Ying.
Rong Mo disagreed: "Jiaojiao, in my opinion, you've already gotten justice for Mingying. No matter what, Mingying is dead, that's a fact. If any member of Mingying's family had been any better, she wouldn't have lost her life. Although her mother finally realized her mistake, it was too late. Not all apologies can be forgiven."
"Also, I don't think what you did was excessive. On the contrary, it shows your kindness. You didn't take the shares and money, did you? You're even using these things to do good deeds for them. My Jiaojiao is amazing! I understand Jiaojiao's desire to distance herself from her, but Jiaojiao, as I said before, we've been reborn. We don't need to care about anyone's opinion. Just live freely. No one can morally blackmail you."
After hearing Rong Mo's words, Sheng Ying felt much calmer. Yes, she had already avenged Ming Ying, so she had nothing to do with the Ming family or her mother anymore. Just like A Qi said, not all apologies can be forgiven. If Ming Ying could live again, she hoped she would meet a good family, be free from worldly troubles, and live a carefree life.
"Aqi, I'm realizing now that you understand this world better than I do."
Rong Mo's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone: "What, Jiaojiao, do you want to ask me for some advice?"
Sheng Ying teased, "Go ahead and get it, Aqi, tell me, how do you want to get it?"
Rong Mo habitually rubbed his thumb and forefinger together: "Jiaojiao is waiting for me at the company, I'll come pick you up."
Sheng Ying nodded: "Okay, it's almost time to get off work anyway, I'll wait for you."
"Okay, see you later."
Sheng Ying gave him a final kiss, which made Rong Qi leave work even faster.
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