Always Dress Up as the Boss [Quick Transmigration]

After going out, Yuan Zhuo immediately took out his mobile phone and made a few calls.

One is an assistant who has been in charge of helping him with financial affairs, and the other is his royal lawyer.

"That is to say, I just handed over the position to him at present, and the other things are not his for the time being?"

Taking another sip of milk tea, Yuan Zhuo's brows became more and more wrinkled.

How much sugar is in this milk tea?It is too sweet.

"Yes. Last week you passed the position of the Yuan family to Master Yuan, but at present, in essence, Master Yuan is only exercising a power of attorney."

The lawyer explained calmly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Does his employer finally know to think about this aspect?

One must know that he still wants to follow Mr. Yuan more than Young Master Yuan.

After all, Mr. Yuan's business ability is well known, and the commission he gave in terms of employment is also the highest he has ever seen among his peers.

none of them.

As for Young Master Yuan, from the perspective of how generously he spent money on that starlet recently.

Forgive him for not being too optimistic about this young master.

"Okay, I see. You make an appointment with me later. I have something to arrange."

Since the family property has not been given to the cheap son in a substantial sense, it will be much easier.

Yuan Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, the original labor and capital are not too stupid!

"Okay, how about this Friday?"

The lawyer glanced at his time schedule and asked tentatively.

"Tentatively set it for Friday. If there is anything else, I will notify you in advance."

Yuan Zhuo thought about it for a while, but there is nothing wrong with him, after all, he has just resigned, and in fact he has nothing else to do, except to be a screenwriter and cast a role.

Thinking about it this way, resignation is also a bit good.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call, Mr. Yuan. In addition..."

The lawyer hesitated for a while.

Yuan Zhuo: "Is there anything else?"

The lawyer thought for a while, and then reminded, "You have prepared a will before to leave all the inheritance to the original young master."

At that time, he had persuaded his employer, but the employer wanted to make a will as if he was seriously ill.He didn't try to persuade him, but arranged according to the employer's wishes.

Yuan Zhuo slowly put out a question mark?

The original labor and management have lost their minds?

You make a will at the age of 35?

What is it, is it not good to live?It is not happy to live, is it not good to spend money?

What's the matter, little brother? ? ?

"..., bring the will over on Friday, and let's talk about it."

"Okay Mr. Hara, see you on Friday then."

The lawyer breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the employer figured it out.

He doesn't really want his employer to continue like this, he still wants to do this job for a long time.

After arranging a lawyer, Yuan Zhuo called the accountant again.

As soon as he got through, he went straight to the point.

"Is my money still my money now? Or is it for that little brat?"

Finance was stunned for a moment, then said hastily.

"This is your money, but you gave Master Yuan an unlimited secondary card..."

... Gan.

Is the original labor and management brain flooded or brain pit?

Yuan Zhuo had confirmed his assets with the financial manager expressionlessly, and just wanted to hold his heart silently and take a deep breath for a while.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he might die of anger :)

"You stopped his secondary card for me. In addition, I sorted out all his large bank statements recently and sent them to my mailbox."

He wanted to know how much this prodigal son spent a week on him!

Finance froze for a moment, not sure.

"You mean, to get back the secondary card, you need to find out where the money spent by the original young master is?"

But why?Wasn't President Yuan very satisfied with Young Master Yuan before, that's why he gave the secondary card to Young Master?

"Just do it."

Yuan Zhuo frowned slightly.

This finance is not very useful.

The employer still needs to give him a reason to do things?He has never seen a company with so many financial management.

At any rate, Finance still had this kind of wink, so he responded quickly.

"Okay, I understand Mr. Yuan."

After solving these problems, Yuan Zhuo slowly sorted out the memory in his mind.

After such a tidying up, his expression became more and more weird.

He seems to have misunderstood something?

Yuan Zhuo originally thought that it turned out that he decided to retire early because of some bad things, so he would hand over the family property to his son.

But memory told him that, in fact, the opposite was true.

The original self was actually to train his son and let him grow faster.

Yuan Qiong was actually born prematurely. His mother fell in love with Yuan Zhuo's face a long time ago, so she put the 15-year-old Yuan Zhuo to sleep.

As a result, when she was still young, she found out that having a child was so painful after she was pregnant, and her spirit began to collapse a bit.

In less than seven months, she gave birth to Yuan Qiong prematurely.

After getting rid of this pain, she left the child in the incubator of the hospital and left without looking back.

The last sliver of conscience made her send the hospital bill to Yuan Zhuo.

Yuan Zhuo hurried to the hospital and carried Yuan Qiong back home in the incubator.

That is, from then on, Yuan Zhuo began to create his own empire single-handedly.

Yuan Zhuo: ....

What's the matter with this product that looks great?

After tasting the memories, Yuan Zhuo was a little emotional.

This silly father is pretty good, but unfortunately, there is something wrong with his approach.

In Yuan Zhuo's view, such an approach would only spoil the child.

Children need their parents to lead them to grow up little by little.

but……

From the looks of it, it turned out that that person was definitely not my father.

Yuan Zhuo thought with certainty.

Dad should be a hobby guy, and a young virgin.

Even if he is a virgin, he must be a virgin with boundless charm!

Then why on earth did his father become this 35-year-old Yuan Zhuo?

Yuan Zhuo couldn't understand it.

But since this is the case...

Yuan Zhuo was silent for a while.

That is to say, in fact, these family properties do not belong to him?

Frowning slightly, Yuan Zhuo was a little depressed.

On second thought, forget it.

Since this is the case, let's start by changing the script first.

In this way, he earned the money himself, so there is nothing wrong with spending it, right?

After making up his mind, Yuan Zhuo let out a soft breath.

Alright, this time around, everything in the future has been arranged, all we need to do is move forward.

Determined to pay attention, Yuan Zhuo found a cafe nearby, calmed down and began to revise the original script.

This is a large-scale Qing court costume drama. The story probably tells the story of a man who was originally a scholar. Because his father was framed and imprisoned, he had to abandon his pen and join the army, step by step from the border to the centralized authority.

According to the original setting, this story is probably the ordinary upgrade flow of Dian Jialong Aotian.

Yuan Zhuo: ...?

What is Dianjialong Aotian?

He hesitated for a moment, sure that there is no such saying in this world.

However, that's not the point.

He thought about it carefully, and most of the palace dramas in the Qing Dynasty were still dominated by women. After all, the ratings exceeded [-]% and there were still a large number of female audiences.

In this case, the script needs to be changed.

Yuan Zhuo thought about it, and began to focus on typing out a few points to be modified.

The first is the male second.

In the original setting, the male second is a jack-of-all-trades who gives money and food and also assists the relationship between the hero and heroine.

It can be said that this role seems to be very important, but it has no bones of its own.

The male protagonist bears blood and deep hatred but can be like Gou Jian, the king of Yue, who reverses his life step by step after suffering from hardships and courage, and reaches the sky step by step.

And the heroine is also brilliant, as a daughter, she has a kind and resolute patriotism, and she supports each other in the military camp with the hero. Courage and strategy are the indispensable right-hand man of the hero.

In contrast, the male second feels like a golden finger just to satisfy them.

Mo Lin's face flashed in Yuan Zhuo's mind, and he took a sip of coffee.

He knew that there were unwritten rules in the entertainment circle, other characters should not be too brilliant, burying the hero and heroine.

However, it is enough to arrange for the bony second male lead to die at the right time to end his role.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhuo began to concentrate on revising the script.

He was so absorbed in revising the script that he didn't notice that there were gradually more people in the originally cold cafe.

Most of them were young men and women, and they even started to argue over who sat next to Yuan Zhuo.

So noisy.

Yuan Zhuo frowned gradually.

Why is this cafe so noisy?

"Mr. Yuan."

A slightly hurried voice suddenly sounded, and Yuan Zhuo raised his head subconsciously.

It's Mo Lin.

He nodded, "What's wrong?"

By the way, why does this kid look out of breath?Are you a little embarrassed?

Seeing that he was still leisurely, Mo Lin felt a little anxious and grabbed his hand.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, Mr. Yuan, come with me!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Yuan Zhuo's hand.

Yuan Zhuo froze for a moment.

This child has rough hands, and they are quite big.

With a little force from Mo Lin, Yuan Zhuo was easily pulled up by him, and he ran wildly!

Yuan Zhuo:? ? ?

Is our side too light or the opponent's strength is too strong?

Before he had time to figure it out, the crowd chasing after him frightened him.

Why, why are so many people chasing after them?

Yuan Zhuo subconsciously asked the person in front.

"You owe them money? With this posture, you... owe 1000 million?"

This creditor seems to have a little more?

Mo Lin in front of him almost stepped on his left foot and his right foot, he staggered and barely stabilized his figure.

Turning his head, he looked depressed.

"Mr. Yuan, are you joking? Those people are all here for you."

It has nothing to do with him!

It really doesn't matter a dime!

Yuan Zhuo froze for a moment, and looked back.

Only then did I notice that the people who were still persistently chasing after me were all young men and women, and...

They are all beautiful.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

"As expected of me, this damn charm really can't be placed."

This time Mo Lin really stumbled over a shit.

Fortunately, the people behind couldn't catch up.

He reluctantly raised his head to look at Yuan Zhuo, with a hint of shock in his speechlessness.

Is this person serious?

He really didn't know, not long ago, after he handed over the Yuan family to Mr. Xiao Yuan, did he become the person he most wanted to marry in one fell swoop?

All those people valued was his money!

He was so shocked that he didn't even notice that he had said the words.

Yuan Zhuo couldn't believe it.

"You mean, they're after my money?"

impossible!I do not believe!This is not true!