Yang Hua picked up a mahjong and turned around: "Is it the Jiang family?"
"I don't know, but the cars they drive are very stylish." The little boy scratched his head.
"That's probably the Jiang family." Yang Hua put her mahjong upside down on the table, told others not to look at her cards, and went out to look for someone.
During this year, the Jiang family sent people to check on her from time to time.
Yang Hua looked up and saw a very impressive car parked on the cement road that had just been repaired in the village last year. It was different from the BMW that the Jiang family drove last time.
She didn’t recognize the name of the car and just walked past it.
"Are you Miss Yang Baozhu?" Two people stopped by the car. It was mid-October, and both of them were wearing black suits, which did not fit in with the low houses in the village.
Yang Hua narrowed her eyes and looked at the two of them, "Yang Hua, thank you."
One of them was stunned for a moment, looking at Yang Hua's weathered face for a long while before speaking: "Bao... Miss Yang Hua, you have a brother, do you want to go see him?"
Yang Hua glanced at them and turned back.
...
...
The person who spoke originally thought that Yang Hua would be very excited after saying this, but he didn't expect her to turn around and leave.
The middle-aged man was stunned, then hurriedly followed.
At the gate of the yard, he could hear the sound of mahjong being played inside: "Yang Hua, who is looking for you outside?"
"You stupid liar." Yang Hua coughed and replied.
The gate of the yard slammed shut.
Outside the door, someone who heard the words "dead liar" clearly said: "..."
"Is she really Miss Baozhu?" The big man next to him frowned.
He had been influenced by this since he was a child, and the people he met were either daughters of famous families or ladies from wealthy families. He had never seen such an uncultured and rude country woman.
The middle-aged man nodded, but did not reply. He only said, "Contact Mr. and ask him to come over in person."
The young man was surprised: "But Mr.'s legs are not convenient..."
He looked at the middle-aged man, but in the end he said nothing and got on the bus: "I didn't expect that there is an intercity bus in such a remote place..."
**
In the evening, Yang Hua called Meng Fu.
Tell her that the perfumery teacher called her.
"I know it in my heart, you don't have to worry about it," Meng Fu thought for a moment and then said, "Why don't you use the card I gave you?"
"It won't cost you anything," Yang Hua coughed, "Give the phone to Xiao Cheng, I'll tell him, you don't make any point in what you say."
Meng Fu frowned, handed the phone directly to Su Cheng, and went to talk to Mr. Jiang.
Su Cheng took the phone and just in time heard Yang Hua coughing, "Are you sick? The weather is cold recently, remember to keep warm."
Yang Hua felt much better after hearing Su Cheng's voice. "Afu left a lot of medicine for me, but I'm too lazy to take it. Is she doing well recently? Why are so many teachers looking for me recently?"
"It's okay," Su Cheng chuckled, his eyelashes drooping, "Auntie, don't worry about it. Zhao Fan and I can handle it. You don't have any worries recently, right?"
Yang Hua also became familiar with Zhao Fan and Su Cheng, especially Su Cheng. Yang Hua had no guard against him.
"Yes..." Yang Hua scooped a ladle of rice and sprinkled it in the yard, "a somewhat tangled matter."
She couldn't say what it was exactly.
Su Cheng could tell she was confused, but he didn't ask her further. He pondered for a while and said, "Things will work out when we get to the bridge."
"That makes sense." Yang Hua had never been to high school or college, but she could understand what was said. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, Xiao Cheng, I'm hanging up. The village chief asked me to play mahjong on WeChat."
She hurriedly hung up the phone with Su Cheng.
Meng Fu was going back to the rental house in No. 1 Middle School and did not stay at the Jiang family that night.
Mr. Jiang sent her out. When he could no longer see her back, he turned around, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Jiang Quan: "I just heard that Ms. Yang is sick. Send someone to see her tomorrow."
Jiang Quan nodded.
Mr. Jiang asked again: "Has the Yu family been notified?"
"Well," Jiang Quan nodded and frowned, "I'll call Xinran later."
Although Jiang Quan no longer contacts the Yu family, Jiang Xinran still calls Jiang Quan during festivals and birthdays.
It has been so long, and although Jiang Quan has lost interest in his family, Jiang Xinran was raised by him after all and he treated her like the apple of his eye, so he didn't do anything so ruthless.
He sent the old man upstairs and called Jiang Xinran.
Let her arrive at Jiang’s on time tomorrow.
"By the way," his voice was not as friendly as before, and he said at the end, "I just heard that your mother is sick. You should go back to see her."
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xinran opened her mouth and was about to say that her mother was not sick, but then she thought again and realized that Jiang Quan was talking about Yang Hua.
Jiang Xinran responded casually and then hung up the phone.
As for the Yanghua that Jiang Quan mentioned, she threw it out of her mind.
Because the Yu family had never made public their relationship with Meng Fu, and she was still Yu Yong's niece, she didn't want to let her classmates and friends know that her biological mother was just a crude country girl.
**
the next day.
Meng Fu got up early in the morning and arrived at Jiang's company according to Mr. Jiang's instructions.
Now everyone in Jiang's company knows her. When they see her coming, the staff will stop and greet her respectfully: "Miss."
Not far behind her, Jiang Xinran was registering his identity at the front desk.
She looked at Meng Fu's back but said nothing.
The owner of the largest share of Jiang's company is old man Jiang. Now he wants to retreat behind the scenes and divide the shares equally. This is a big event and all the executives and shareholders of Jiang's company have come.
Meng Fu sat at the long table on the left, with Jiang Xinchen next to her.
As for Jiang Xinran, he sat at the very end.
Mr. Jiang sat in the main seat and asked the lawyer to read out the equity distribution.
Meng Fu sat next to Jiang Xinchen with a cup of tea at her side. As she listened to the lawyer's words, her brows slightly furrowed. It was only when she arrived that she realized that today was about the division of property.
"Chairman Jiang Ke owns two real estates, 160 million in deposits, and 49% of the shares. Now, the distribution is as follows: 20% of the shares are transferred to his son Jiang Quan, 10% of the shares are transferred to his grandson Jiang Xinchen, and 9% of the shares are transferred to his granddaughter Meng Fu..."
The lawyer read out the statements one by one.
Jiang Quan sat in the first seat and nodded. The old man only had so many shares. He transferred 3% to Meng Fu last year. With the addition of 9%, Meng Fu could be considered a major shareholder of Jiang’s.
Jiang Xinran finally got real estate worth 10 million.
Not a single share.
After the lawyer made the announcement, several major shareholders held a meeting at the same time.
Jiang Xinran was naturally not qualified to participate. She came out of the meeting room with a cell phone in her hand...
10 million is like giving alms to a beggar.
The phone in her hand rang and Jiang Xinran picked it up directly. It was Yu Zhenling, asking her about the division of property today.
Jiang Xinran concealed the resentment in his heart and repeated it cheerfully.
On the other end of the phone, Yu Zhenling's voice changed, "Meng Fu 12%? She owns more shares than your brother?"
Jiang Xinran was also confused. She didn't notice the difference in Yu Zhenling's tone and just nodded: "Yes, Mom. I'll tell you when I get back."
Yu Zhenling looked down at her phone, "How is this possible..."
"Miss Meng is Master Xinchen's sister, so it's not surprising that she has this share," the servant beside her listened to Yu Zhenling's mumbling and poured her a cup of tea, "After all, they are all members of the Jiang family."
"Why isn't it strange? How can she get the shares of the Jiang family? She is not..." Hearing the servant's voice, Yu Zhenling spoke subconsciously, but the words were swallowed back when they reached her lips.
She looked down and saw that the phone was not hung up, so she hung up the phone in frustration.
**
Meng Fu only found out today that she actually holds 12% of Jiang's shares.
But she didn't have time to ask Mr. Jiang in detail because she had to go to the variety show "A Day in the Life of a Star" today.
At this moment, I was a little out of shape.
Zhao Fan asked Su Di, "What happened to her?"
Su Di knew something and said something to Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan, she turned around and interviewed Meng Fu: "...So, are you going to go back to inherit the billions of assets, or go back to film?"
Meng Fu came back to her senses, glanced at Zhao Fan, and said lazily: "If I can't make it, I won't shoot anymore."
Zhao Fan: “…”
If you can't make it, you have to go home and inherit billions of dollars. What kind of suffering is this in the world?
The car slowly arrived at the filming site of "A Day in the Life of a Star".
Due to policy reasons, many parts of the live broadcast last year were not censored. This year, "A Day in the Life of a Star" changed the live broadcast method.
When Meng Fu arrived, other guests had already arrived one after another.
As soon as Zhao Fan got out of the car, she saw a person. She paused, then frowned and said to Su Cheng who got out from behind, "I didn't know he was the first guest, and the director team didn't say..."
Su Cheng put on a mask and looked at Xi Nancheng in front of him with a calm expression: "Well, what is the theme of this shoot?"
"Xi Nancheng is here, so he will definitely be the starter. Everyone in the circle knows that he is from the Go Club, and this is the Go Club's headquarters," Su Cheng asked. Zhao Fan paused and said, "Brother Cheng, this won't be a big problem, right?"
She thought of what happened in the Go Club last year, and then thought of Teacher Ge and the chessboard in Wanmin Village.
Zhao Fan raised his head suddenly and looked in the direction of Meng Fu.
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