Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Luo Meilan opened her eyes and looked at the eight sets of jewelry that had been given away for nothing, her face full of anger and resentment.

But Tong Huan seemed to have seen through her tricks, so Luo Meilan had to leave in disappointment.

After Luo Meilan left, Tong Dachui looked at these dazzling jewels and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Tong Dachui said, "Huanhuan, these things are too valuable. Will someone steal them?"

Tong Dachui was already under tremendous psychological pressure from guarding those paintings, and with these eight sets of jewelry------

Luo Meilan said that one set is worth tens of millions, so how much would all eight sets cost?

Tong Dachui felt that he couldn't figure it out.

Tong Huan looked at her cousin's anxious look and said with a smile, "It's okay. I'll deposit it in the bank safe tomorrow."

Tong Dachui exhaled, "Then save these paintings as well."

The two were discussing something, but unexpectedly, Jiang Shihong came again just after Luo Meilan left.

Jiang Shihong didn't say he was embarrassed. He walked into the villa, looked around inside, and said, "The layout of this villa is quite good. When Mr. Hong said he wanted to sell it, your mother and I said that it would be best if we bought it and gave it to Xiaohuan. In this way, even if Xiaohuan gets married, she will be very close to home and can walk there in two steps. To put it bluntly, if she quarrels with her son-in-law, she can go home immediately. Mom and Dad are your backers."

Tong Huan almost vomited. In her previous life, Jiang Shihong and his wife did buy a villa, but it was for Jiang Xingrou.

Jiang Shihong looked around and then slowly walked to the front of Tong Hua. "Why didn't you go to the set these days? Dad went to look for you several times, but they said you were not there. Xiao Hua, what are you busy with recently? Tell mom and dad. If you encounter any problems, mom and dad can help you."

Tong Dachui looked at Jiang Shihong, who was wearing a suit and looked very elegant. If Jiang Shihong had not hired someone to kidnap Tong Huan before, or if Jiang Shihong had not caused trouble at the construction site, Tong Dachui would really think that Jiang Shihong was such a loving father.

Tong Huan sneered, "What kind of problems can I have? Speaking of problems, isn't Jianghe Technology's problem even bigger? Dad, Jianghe Technology's stock price has been steadily declining during this period, right? You spent 1.8 billion to buy my shares before, how much has it shrunk now, Dad?"

At this point, Jiang Shihong's face turned ugly, and he said stubbornly: "Nonsense, when did Dad buy your shares?"

After a pause, Jiang Shihong added: "That's Dad's friend."

Tong Hua spread her hands, indicating that she didn't care. She had already received the 1.8 billion yuan.

In the end, Tong Huan successfully angered Jiang Shihong and made him leave.

The weasel paid New Year greetings to the rooster, which was not a good intention.

Tong Huan was sure that the change in attitude of Jiang Shihong and his wife was hiding some conspiracy.

That night, Tong Huan returned to the Seahorse Apartment with eight sets of jewelry. She showed the jewelry to Ye Tingshen and talked about her grandfather's will.

Ye Tingshen said, "Don't write any statement. Let Lei Ting handle everything. Also, I will have someone check your grandfather's will at the notary office. If it is a notarized will, then the notary office must have a copy."

Ye Tingshen felt that this will was of vital importance.

Tong Huan also has a sixth sense. Perhaps this will is the real reason why Jiang Shihong and Luo Meilan brought her back.

The next day, Tong Huan went to the bank and deposited the eight sets of jewelry in the safe, as well as several paintings in the villa. She showed them to Ye Tingshen, who found that they were oil paintings by a foreign master.

After Tong Huan contacted the original landlord, she decided to return the painting to him.

Because the landlord was abroad, Tong Huan temporarily kept these paintings in the bank and would hand them over to the landlord when he returned.

After finishing her work here, Tong Huan went to the Academy of Fine Arts again. This time she was lucky and got Hu Kangle's phone number from the teacher who stayed at the school.

After learning that Hu Kangle went to Haicheng to look for a job, Tong Hua immediately set off for Haicheng.

At the same time, a woman in office attire came to the Linshi Notary Office.

This woman has an ordinary appearance and a slightly plump figure. She does not look very eye-catching, but most of the wealthy circles in Lin City know that she is Jiang Shihong's female secretary Ruan Mi.

Precisely because of her ordinary appearance, she has stayed with Jiang Shihong for more than 20 years and is Jiang Shihong's most trusted confidant.

As soon as Ruan Mi arrived at the notary office, the director came out to greet her and took her to the VIP area.

"Mr. Jiang has already informed me that he wants to check the will that Ms. Luo Meilan made sixteen years ago, right?"

"Yes, that's right. Can I check it?" Ruan Mi handed the man a card.

The man took the card with a smile and said, "According to the rules, this is not allowed, but since Mr. Jiang is an old friend, I will naturally provide you with convenience."

Based on the information provided by Ruan Mi, the man went to the archives and searched for a long time, but he didn't find any documents related to Luo Meilan's will.

However, this person also said: "There is more than one notary office in Lin City. Just because we have found it here doesn't mean that other notary offices don't have it."

After thanking her, Ruan Mi went to the next notary office.

After Ruan Mi left, another mysterious figure came to the notary office.

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Haicheng is one of the top financial and trade metropolises in China. It has an open port, a developed economy and is at the forefront of fashion. It often hosts fashion shows and various catwalks. Hu Kangle first chose Haicheng after graduation, which is also the choice of most young people.

The continued high temperatures in summer did not dampen the enthusiasm of young people.

Even in the scorching heat, young people walking on the streets are still dressed fashionably and walking hurriedly.

In a building in the CBD of the city center.

A young man holding a document and a stack of photos in his hands grabbed a well-dressed white-collar woman and argued vigorously, "This is my design, it's mine! Why did it appear at David's show?"

The woman glanced at the hapless young man.

The young man was wearing cheap street stall goods, had a childish and easily excited youthful face, and it was obvious that he was a college graduate.

The woman opened her thin lips and said lightly, "Who said it was your design? How can you prove it?"

The young man said angrily, “You asked us to design this during the interview, and everyone can prove it.”

The woman turned around and said, "You are right. That is the case. But you have signed a contract with the company and are staying with the company, right? Then your design is the company's design. The company reallocated resources to create the corporate image of David. What's the problem?"

The young man was infuriated by her shamelessness, "The company is plagiarizing my creative work by doing this!"

The woman sneered, "Just you? You want to create? Is it appropriate to use such a high-sounding word on you? What, you are not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can sue the company?"

That woman was just so arrogant, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had plagiarized the interviewer's design.

Who made Hu Kangle a college graduate? He has no money, wears cheap clothes, has no power, and has no connections. How could he possibly win the lawsuit against the company?

The more Hu Kangle struggled, the more they would suppress him until he was subdued.

When Hu Kangle thought of this, he became so angry that his eyes became bloodshot and veins bulged on his forehead.

But the woman ignored him completely and continued to order arrogantly: "For the next summer series, you are responsible for designing ten sets of clothing. If you are short of one set, your salary will be deducted!"