Slightly sweet when I first heard it

The two had an outrageous quarrel, and Lawyer Qian hurried over to fight:
"Old Wen, Wen Zi, don't be impulsive, speak slowly if you have something to say. Yihong, Yihong, please say something."

It's okay if he doesn't persuade, Wen Yuming is even more excited when he persuades.He let He Yihong go, and instead arrested Lawyer Qian, "Did you know it too!"

His brain was finally clever for a while, and his eyes were red with anger:

"...The old man knows it too, you all know it, so just keep it from me. I'm Wen Qingyin's real father!"

Yan Jinghuai didn't quite understand, shouldn't he be scolding Wen Qingyin, who took it upon himself to rob civilian men?
Wen Qingyin was eating snacks, Yan Jinghuai asked in a low voice: "Do you want to persuade me to fight?"

"No, they'll stop when they've had enough trouble."

This piece of dragon beard cake probably didn't suit my taste, so Wen Qingyin replaced it with a hawthorn pot helmet:

"The three of them are all elderly people, so be careful not to touch you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them really had a truce.

Wen Yuming suddenly looked in their direction.

Yan Jinghuai saw him stretching his hand into his pocket, thinking that he was going to throw a check for himself.Unexpectedly, he took out two bottles of Mrs. Jingxin Oral Liquid and poured them skillfully.

Wen Yuming took a few deep breaths, and said in a cold voice: "Didn't you announce the will? Open my eyes, the old man left something good for his granddaughter."

That's the way it is.

Yan Jinghuai understood that only bear parents can teach bear children.

Lawyer Qian coughed lightly and read:

"The Wen family's half-mountain old house belongs to Ms. Wen Qingyin."

"One-half of the real estate under Mr. Wen Bada's name belongs to Ms. Wen Qingyin, and the rest is equally distributed between Mr. Wen Yuming and Mr. He Yihong."

"Mr. Wen Bada's cash and part of the investment will be equally distributed by Mr. Wen Yuming, Mr. He Yihong, Mr. He Nange, and Ms. Wen Qingyin."

……

I don't know if he was dissatisfied with the distribution of the inheritance, or he was still angry, every time Lawyer Qian read a sentence, Wen Yuming snorted coldly, and pierced Yan Jinghuai with his dagger-like eyes.

Yan Jinghuai had an old father-in-law for the first time, and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to sit more respectfully.

Lawyer Qian took a covert glance at Wen Qingyin, and continued: "The shares of the 'Wen's' Group under the name of Mr. Wen Bada——"

This is the most important item in the will, Wen Qingyin sat up straighter unconsciously.

Lawyer Qian paused unconsciously, and continued to read: "The shares of 'Wen's Group' held by Mr. Wen Bada will be equally distributed between Mr. Wen Yuming and Ms. Wen Qingyin."

Worried that Wen Qingyin would question the authenticity of the news, Attorney Qian said: "Mr. Wen Bada was in a sober state when he signed this will."

Wen Qingyin stared at Lawyer Qian blankly until cold sweat broke out on his chubby face.

She turned her head and asked He Yihong: "This is what you do."

He Yihong picked up the teacup with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at her.

Lawyer Qian helped his friend out: "The last item, with the approval of the board of directors, 'Six-Fang Audio' under 'Wen's Group' is split into an independent company."

'Six-Fang Audio' is composed of several companies that produce audio equipment. In recent years, they have been losing money continuously, and some shareholders even proposed to sell them as a package.

Compared with the shares, this is really a trivial matter. .

Wen Yuming realized later, his face was full of disbelief:

"Your grandfather, gave me his stock?" He asked Wen Qingyin: "Now, my biggest shareholder?"

He stood up, buttoned his suit, and wanted to say something, only to hear a 'bang', and the door of the lounge was slammed shut by Wen Qingyin.

Wen Qingyin left.

Yan Jinghuai quickly followed.

He Yihong wanted to chase, but was held back by lawyer Qian and Wen Yuming.

Lawyer Qian said: "This is a big blow, you let the child take it easy."

Wen Yuming was very straightforward, "The wild boar is getting angry, and I will give you a cerebral thrombosis. Let me tell you that we are in the suburbs, and you will be cold by the time you are sent to the hospital."

He had already forgotten to trouble his cheap son-in-law, and happily hummed a song, announcing the good news to his friend.

Wen Qingyin walked to another lounge expressionlessly.

Yan Jinghuai didn't understand what happened, and asked, "Is there a problem with the will?"

"It turns out that the old man is the largest shareholder of the company, my dad is second and I am third."

"Because the old man supports me, our shares add up to more than half, so I have the absolute right to speak, and I have the final say in the company."

"But now, he has divided the shares between the two of us equally, and Wen Yuming has more shares than me."

"He was already dissatisfied with me being the president. If he united with other shareholders, with the shares in their hands—"

Wen Qingyin remained expressionless, "I have the right to dismiss me."

As if to confirm her words, Shu Jiyuan rushed in after she finished speaking, "The General Assistant Office called just now, and a shareholders' meeting will be held at 10:30 to elect a new president. —— Your father has already left."

She was really anxious and forgot all workplace etiquette: "What's the matter with your grandfather's will? Is your father going to usurp the throne?"

"Let's talk about the will on the way." Wen Qingyin said coldly, "Let the driver pick me up. I'm very emotional now and can't drive."

"I'll go."

Shu Jiyuan was about to go out, but was stopped by Wen Qingyin:

"You can't, you have to help me clear my mind. Call a driver over."

Shu Jiyuan frowned, "We don't have a driver anymore."

"I didn't expect this to happen. I only arranged for two drivers on duty. One has been sent to Cui's house, and the other has been requisitioned by your father."

She looked at the time, "It will take at least three or ten minutes for the nearest driver to arrive, we can't afford to wait."

Wen Qingyin took a long, deep breath before picking up the car keys, but his hand was held by the other hand.

Yan Jinghuai separated her fingers and took the key: "At this time, please use your husband."

Wen Qingyin's car is a Hummer, the famous 'oil tiger'.There is ample space in the car, and Wen Qingyin and Shu Jiyuan sat in the back row, looking even thinner.

Yan Jinghuai peeped from the rearview mirror, what they were talking about.

He actually admired Wen Qingyin a little.

Suddenly being usurped, she didn't panic at all and knew exactly what she should do.Even in the traffic jam just now, even Shu Jiyuan couldn't help swearing, she was the only one who remained calm.

Wen Qingyin quickly noticed his gaze.

She calmly looked into the rearview mirror, her eyes met, Yan Jinghuai was inexplicably ashamed.

He just looked away, and heard Qingyin ask again: "Wen Yuming moved. Are the documents for using public funds ready?"

"Where are Lawyer Qian and He Yihong's?"

Yan Jinghuai was shocked, and goosebumps could not help but crawl all over his body.

He could tell that she had a good personal relationship with Lawyer Qian and He Yihong, not to mention that Wen Yuming was her biological father.

She actually guarded against them like this behind her back.

It was only then that he remembered that the person in front of him was not some naive princess, she was Wen Dong of the 'Wen' Group.

At [-]:[-], the car stopped at the gate of the company.

"Fortunately, in time." Shu Jiyuan heaved a sigh of relief and got out of the car in a hurry.

But her breath was obviously premature.

The next moment, she was standing at the door of the company, staring at the gate in despair: "Why is there no response!"

There are six turnstiles at the main entrance of the 'Wen's Group'. She doesn't believe in evil, and she passed them one by one, but each one responded.

The security captain wiped off the cold sweat on his face, and couldn't stop apologizing: "I'm sorry Dong Wen, Mr. Shu, the machine is malfunctioning, we'll fix it right away."

Shu Jiyuan looked at the time, she didn't know how to comfort Wen Qingyin, but she comforted herself, "It's okay, it's only 10:30, in time."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang again.

The voice on the phone was very loud, she didn't need to repeat it, Wen Qingyin and Yan Jinghuai could hear it.

The little assistant who stayed in the chief assistant's office urged: "Mr. Shu, where are you and Mr. Wen? It's ten o'clock soon, and the meeting is about to begin!"

An unbelievable thought came to Shu Jiyuan's heart. She looked at the security captain who greeted her with a smile every time before she wanted to speak. Wen Qingyin was already standing in front of her:
"Wen Yuming asked you to do it."

Not a question, but a statement.

The security captain felt guilty and didn't dare to speak, so he could only squeeze a smile.

Wen Qingyin ignored him.

She took half a step back, aimed at the gate, and kicked it hard.

Of course the 'Wen's' group used things.But such a good thing, was more than half dented under Wen Qingyin's feet, as if he was dying.

The security captain swallowed, and the security guards behind him retreated collectively, for fear that the anger of the CEO would splash on him.

Wen Qingyin used three legs, and she kicked the gate open.

She didn't even bother to give it to the security captain, and walked straight to the elevator.

The president has a dedicated elevator, but Wen Qingyin chooses the employee elevator.

She squeezed in with Shu Jiyuan and Yan Jinghuai a second before closing the door, and smiled commercially at the staff in the elevator: "Sorry, it's urgent."

A few small employees were very knowledgeable and immediately withdrew.

When there were only three people left in the elevator, Shu Jiyuan asked: "You suspect that your father tampered with the elevator too. No way, the elevator will kill people."

Wen Qingyin snorted coldly, "You don't have to be very smart to harm someone, just stupid enough."

Shu Jiyuan was right when she thought about it, what good things could Wen Qingyin's father figure out in her head.

Ordinary elevators cannot go directly to the large conference room.

The three of them got down and walked around half of the floors. When they arrived, the door of the large meeting room was already closed.

This means that the general meeting of shareholders has already begun.Unless there are special circumstances, the door will only be reopened at the end of the meeting.

Wang Yizhi appeared out of nowhere, as usual, he smiled softly at Wen Qingyin:

"You child, you can be late for such a big occasion. The sound insulation effect of the large conference room is very good, and they can't hear you even if you ask them."

"If you say you have no brains, you really have no brains." Wen Qingyin stared at the big meeting, "My little aunt taught you, a thief, when you meet the owner, it is the basic morality to get out."

Knowing her methods, Wang Yizhi couldn't help feeling afraid.But Wen Yuming is in power, and her status is also rising. This fear is quickly replaced by pride.

She spent so many years as a child, and even lost a child, just waiting for this day.

She still had that gentle smile before she wanted to say something to stimulate Wen Qingyin. Wen Qingyin had already ordered Shu Jiyuan: "Let the security department come over, why can irrelevant people sneak into our company."

Security personnel came quickly.Wang Yizhi struggled desperately and wanted to ask Wen Yuming for help.

Wen Qingyin turned her head and imitated her gentle smile: "The sound insulation effect of the large conference room is very good, even if you tell them they can't hear you."

Wen Qingyin put away her smile and said coldly, "Drag her down."

The sound insulation effect of the large conference room is really good. Through the glass windows, they saw Wen Yuming standing in the main seat, opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He looked agitated, poking at the icon so hard he nearly tore through the curtain.