I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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"Since Mr. Chen is not here, then I will not disturb you, I wish you all a happy meal."

Ma Jinwen came and went like a wind, and gave away the gift and left, leaving the dumb crowd.

Jiang Min, holding a card in his hand, coughed a few times and asked, "Who do you know Mr. Chen?"

Everyone shook their heads. This kind of energetic character would allow the boss of Juxiange to come over and deliver good wine, which is definitely not something they can know at this level.

"Could it be Chen Ping?"

I don't know who said it sneerly, and immediately caused everyone to laugh.

"Don't be amused, how could it be his waste, if he is, I can swallow the bottle."

"Our cousin, in addition to occupying the family name, what else can you do?"

Several young juniors ridiculed unscrupulously.

Jiang Wan listened to the harsh voice and scolded several times: "Enough! What do you say? He is also your brother-in-law anyway!"

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Several young juniors raised their eyebrows arrogantly and said nothing more.

Jiang Guomin also said a few words to stop everyone from arguing.

Several old friends are envious of death.

"Lao Jiang, this is your fault. I don't know anyone who knows so much. We don't introduce us to know."

"You are too bad, and it is "Chunshan Companion Picture" and Mr. Chen again."

"Come and come, don't care about those. Fenjiu, the national treasure, taste it in the wine."

The Jiang nationality was heartbroken, so he took one bottle away and put it away.

Others will not say anything, it is a lucky thing for them to have a drink.

It was at this time that Gao Yang said: "Uncle Jiang, I should know this Mr. Chen. The behind-the-scenes boss who provided the venue for this exhibition is surnamed Chen. Do you think it would be him who knew your birthday and sent it?"

Gao Yang also guessed, but the boss provided by the exhibition venue is indeed Chen.

Although he hadn’t seen him, the secretary at the reception said that the boss’s surname was Chen, and told him not to be public.

"Really? Then I would like to thank this boss Chen, which is too polite." Jiang Guomin looked very excited and took Gao Yang's hand: "Xiao Gao, you must help your uncle to make an appointment with this boss Chen. Come out, this looks like a fellow in the same hobby."

"It must be." Gao Yang promised that he could be valued by Uncle Jiang so naturally that he would not be tired.

"Hey, the same surname is Chen, but some are for takeaway."

Jiang Ling said it out of season, and at once, it stuck in Jiang Wan's heart like a thorn.

Jiang Wan gritted his teeth and took a sip of his drink. He got up and said, "Dad, I'll go to the hospital to see the rice grains. I'll go first."

Jiang Guomin knew that his daughter stayed here also suffered, so she waved and let her go.

In the past two years, my daughter has been estranged from herself a lot, not all because of the waste Chen Ping.

"Cousin, hurry to go back, but don't scold our cousin." Jiang Ling sneered again, "This gift is quite good, although it is fake."

Jiang Wangang walked up to the door, squeezed his fist, and left without looking back.

As soon as she left, everyone began to discuss this Mr. Chen, and at the same time inevitably ridiculed Chen Ping again.

Looking back at Chen Ping, he received a text message shortly after he left Juxian Pavilion.

"Mr. Chen, this is Ma Jinwen. Everything is well prepared. Your father-in-law is very happy."

Ma Jinwen?

Oh yes, the boss of Juxiange.

It seems that this Ma Jinwen will come.

Chen Ping replied: "I don't pursue my number from where you got it. For this matter, you better not disclose my identity."

After receiving the reply from Chen Ping, Ma Jinwen replied sincerely: "Mr. Chen, you can rest assured, absolutely not."

Chen Ping nodded without going back to him, and walked towards the hospital.

Back at the hospital, Chen Ping was sitting by the hospital bed, looking at her sleeping daughter, very cute.

This little nose is like her mother, this little mouth is also like her mother, these eyes are like themselves.

My daughter is so beautiful!

It must be a big beauty when I grow up!

Soon, Jiang Wan came back with a cold face, sitting by the rice grain bed, looking at her daughter.

When Chen Ping just came back from the water, he saw Jiang Wan and smiled and said, "You're here, I'll take care of it here, go back and rest."

Jiang Wan didn't speak, looking at his daughter, her eyes were red, as if she was trying to restrain any emotion.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping also found Jiang Wan's something wrong.

"Chen Ping, don't you want rice grains to be like this? Do you not want her to get better treatment? The doctor didn't talk about it last time, as long as you take out one million, you can operate on rice grains." Jiang Wanhong stared at her eyes. "Rice grains are now 3 years old, which is the best period of treatment."

Chen Ping looked at the rice grains in his sleep and said, "I know, I will find a way."

"Any way? Can you think of a way?" Jiang Wan laughed self-deprecatingly, and the tears in his eyes rolled down. "Chen Ping, I'm begging you. Can you give my parents a lower head?"

"Jiang Wan, you believe me, I have my own way." Chen Pingdao.

Wife, don't you know, I have already started to do it.

Rice grain is the woman of the heir of the world's largest consortium. She is the proud daughter of heaven and the golden branch and jade leaf.

"Remedy? What else can you do besides embarrassing me?" Jiang Wan accused Chen Ping angrily. "Today my dad's birthday, it's okay for you to give a gift. What kind of painting do you want to send? Still fake!" Do you know what they say about me? I am really fed up with you, Ping Chen, can you think more about me and rice grains?"

Chen Ping knew that Jiang Wan had been wronged for the past two years, and it was indeed very hard.

Suffering scorn and ridicule.

But he had a lasting bitterness.

But now it's ok, he inherited the family property, everything has changed.

"Wan'er, you believe me, I will definitely give the best treatment to the rice grains, and I will certainly make up for the damage to you in the past two years." Chen Ping held Jiang Wan's shoulder, but was thrown away by the other party.

Jiang Wan was very disappointed. He always did, but never fulfilled it.

"Enough is enough, I don't want to listen anymore, I will take rice grains out of the hospital tomorrow, I will find a way myself." Jiang Wan wiped her tears, decidedly.

"Wan'er, actually I'm..." Chen Ping couldn't help but was stared back by Jiang Wan with a look as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What are you? Are you a waste!" Jiang Wan said coldly.

Pushing Chen Ping out of the ward, Jiang Wan kept the rice grain alone.

Chen Ping outside the ward, sitting in the boring and quiet corridor, thinking how Jiang Wan finally looked at his own eyes, how disappointed.

Jiang Wan, in fact, I am the second generation of top rich.

I have trillions of assets.

Chen Ping went out of the hospital himself and called Qiao Fugui: "Old Qiao, how is my daughter's treatment arranged?"

On the phone, Qiao Fugui replied respectfully: "Master, everything is arranged. In a few days, the internationally renowned cardiologist Professor Tang and Min will go to Shangjiang City. I will arrange for him to come to the hospital and give them in a practical way. Miss has surgery."

"Well, you arrange it, everything is natural and can't be said." Chen Ping said.

"You can rest assured that your identity will never reveal your identity. It is absolutely accidental. After the operation, I also arranged a fundraising event specifically for children with congenital heart disease. In that case, no one doubts."

Qiao Fugui said, "By the way, Professor Tang Hemin heard that you are in Shangjiang City and would like to meet you alone."

"I'll talk about it later." Chen Ping replied and hung up the phone.

He is a little irritable now.

Qiao Fugui immediately dialed another number and said, "Don Tang, I have told my young master that you will have to fight for the rest."

On the other end of the phone, in Jinling City, in the Dean's Office of Tangren Hospital.

After receiving the phone call from Qiao Fugui, Tang Hemin stood up excitedly and said, "Well, thank you Brother Qiao. Daen doesn't say anything."

As soon as I hung up the phone, a young doctor on the sofa in the office hurriedly asked, "Dr. Tang, who's phone number, look at you happy."

Tang Hemin laughed a few times and said, "Director Song, I will go to Shangjiang City with me three days later. There is a special patient who needs an operation. We must have the best doctor in the hospital. You must hurry to prepare."

Then Director Song answered well and went down to prepare.

Here, after hanging up, Chen Ping received another call. She was a woman with a sweet voice and it sounded like a spring breeze.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Chu An'an, the head of Guohua Exhibition Hall. The exhibition hall has now been transferred to your personal name. Mr. Jiang Guomin's personal exhibition has been arranged on Saturday. Would you like to come over and see?"

Chen Ping didn't want to go, but he still thought back: "Okay, let me take the time to take a look."

After all, it is a personal collection exhibition of Lao Zhangren, so sloppy.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, I will arrange it here." Chu Anan's voice over there is sweet and judo. "Yes, Mr. Chen, this time the person in charge of the other party's contact, Mr. Gao Yanggao, would like to meet you, do I need to make an appointment? ?"

Goyang?

By the way, I almost forgot. At the banquet, Gao Yang said that he had arranged it.

Ha ha.

I'm afraid he didn't expect that the exhibition hall that he racked his brains to rent out was bought by Chen Ping and he was specially rented to him.

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