After a day of sleeping, Bai Zhonghuai had to drag his weak body to Minan early the next morning.

Because Fashion Week was on the second day, Bai Zhonghuai started to sleep as soon as he got off the plane, suffering from jet lag.

He couldn't sleep on the plane anyway, but the manager and the others slept soundly, so he was quite energetic after getting off the plane.

Yan Beiheng understood the boys' hard work very well, so he passively waited for Bai Zhonghuai's long-distance call all day long.

It wasn't until the evening that Bai Zhonghuai suddenly sent a message explaining the Tiantong video.

Early the next morning, Bai Zhonghuai, who was drowsy in the Minan Hotel, was pulled out of bed by his manager.

Bai Zhonghuai was tortured early in the morning after trying on several brand-style makeup looks, and finally put on a suit and went out.

"A Ming, I participate every year, why are you still so nervous?"

Bai Zhonghuai didn't understand the manager's sudden reluctance. He felt that his current condition was very good.

With delicate and fair facial features, a slim waist and long legs, isn’t it possible that the fashion bosses still don’t favor her?

"Eh...that's right. Didn't I say it last time? You are about to be promoted. Before the title is officially announced, you must be more cautious!"

The agent sat next to him, chattering non-stop all the way in the car, and the voice of instructions finally disappeared when he arrived at the venue.

*

"Although it is a personal relationship for my children, after all, my perseverance is commendable and my physical and mental toughness is commendable. I do agree with it."

Second Master Yan looked at his obsessive grandson, but he didn't bother to explain his plan to wake him up.

Life is about knowing what you want by experiencing it yourself, instead of being jealous, waiting and watching, and being greedy for worldly things.

"Humph, no matter how much grandpa admires him, he is not your biological grandson!"

Obviously he is the old man's only grandson, but this man always exaggerates other people's ambitions and destroys his own prestige!

"Okay, Jue'er, you're here to test me, an old man, today. Why don't you just tell me how you want me to help you?"

When Mr. Yan was young, he was like this man, his heart was as high as the sky, but unfortunately, his life was as thin as paper.

If it hadn't been for the brothers working together to pull him out at the critical moment, he might have been drowned in the quagmire by now.

This is also the biggest reason why, for so many years, he has never fought or fought or made a fuss.

He saw the true meaning. No matter what, those were his biological brothers. In times of crisis, true love is always revealed...

"Grandpa...can you help me praise me more in front of my ancestors, so that I can have a chance to stand out..."

It would be impossible to rival Yan Beicang in this life, but at least he could compete for the position of heir now!

"can."

……

"How is the fashion week experience?"

Yan Beiheng looked at the boy lying on the bed and knew that he must be exhausted today.

"That's it. Most of them are foreigners, which I don't like very much."

Bai Zhonghuai looked at the man on the screen and carefully observed his background. It seemed that he was in the company's office?

"Don't like foreigners?"

Yan Beiheng is a workaholic. He is staying in the office at the moment and has just finished a meeting.

"No... I'm just not used to it... But anyway, I have successfully signed the new title ~ I will make the official announcement tomorrow after I return to China!"

Bai Zhonghuai was certainly happy to have successfully won a large sum of money. As for the coffee position, that was expected.

"When will you arrive in Magic City?"

Yan Beiheng will definitely go to pick him up, although he does have family matters to deal with tomorrow.

"Ah... well, Ah Heng, I won't be going back to Magic City tomorrow. I forgot to tell you. I will go directly back to the set to film."

Bai Zhonghuai didn't dare to look directly into his eyes at the moment, because he had to get off the plane and start work immediately because he left a day early.

"...That's fine. Anyway, I'll go visit the class when I have time."

Yan Beiheng was only lost for a few seconds, then returned to normal, changed the subject and said:

"Ah Huai, I will officially hand over the authority of the heir tomorrow. Are you happy? From now on we will be free and we can do whatever we want together."

No one will take care of us anymore, no more obstacles and interference.

"Submit...? You, Ah Heng, did you lose your privileges and identity because of me...?"

Bai Zhonghuai looked at the man's expectant eyes, but suddenly felt his heart was broken again.

In order to be with him, this person has paid too much, lost too much, and given up too much.

"No, Ah Huai, I am willing. Moreover, you know those rumors about me. I am not a qualified heir in the first place."

Yan Beiheng thought Bai Zhonghuai would feel relaxed, but he didn't expect that his reaction seemed to be very broken.

In fact, Yan Beiheng had already expected that Grandpa Zeng must have found a new replacement long ago, but he just couldn't speak first.

Now Yan Beijue has been unhappy with him for a long time. With a little provocation, wouldn't the ancestor give an order...

In fact, Yan Beiheng felt that there was really no need for Grandpa Zeng to be so hypocritical and passive, because he had no contact with the group since he was discharged from the hospital.

The investment company he is currently working for is 100% owned by Yan Beiheng, and together with several foreign branches, it is independent of the Yan clan.

*

The next day, Bai Zhonghuai booked the earliest flight, while Yan Beiheng in China was also busy witnessing the handover ceremony within the clan.

"Yan Beiheng, as the heir of the family, are you really willing to hand over all the power, especially the wealth, to Yan Beijue at this moment?"

Grandpa Zeng, the most powerful person in the family, sat at the head and listened, watching a highly respected clan elder preaching loudly.

"I am willing."

Yan Beiheng felt that he was very awkward at the moment, because he and Yan Beiheng were standing opposite each other, and now seeing each other speak, it was more like answering wedding vows...

"Yan Beijue, as the new heir of the family, are you really willing to take over all the power in his hands, especially the wealth, and devote yourself to the family for the rest of your life?"

The "priest" of the ceremony on the stage was still nagging, but Yan Beiheng had already started, handing a lot of seals to his cheap cousin.

"I am willing."

It took a lot of effort for Yan Beijue to suppress his urge to laugh wildly and reflexively took what Yan Beiheng handed over.

Next, there is the more complicated and cumbersome signing and sealing, and the transfer of a lot of contract matters.

The signing tables were lined up in a long row, and in the huge old-fashioned manor, the end could not be seen at a glance.

At this moment, Yan Beiheng was convinced that the original owner was just a piece of shit and couldn't even make the best use of the things he had.

Obviously in his memory, the succession ceremony was signed in this way, and this man chose to lie down.

The investment was indeed made, but all the money was lost. This may have severely damaged the original owner's confidence. Obviously no one in the family blamed him.

However, he was just lying on such a golden mountain, not activating it and letting it age, making it impossible for him to use his subordinates when he came.

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