The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 90 No More (Part 2)

Sitting on the sofa was a girl in white, her skin was as white as snow, and her face was as instantaneous as jade.

Those big beautiful eyes are looking at her quietly at this moment, the dark eyes are like two black holes, which seem to be able to swallow everything in the world, and she is just a small and humble star in the vast universe.

It was a fear that shook even the soul.

Beyond the limit, across life and death.

She heard her heart beating wildly, no, this is not her body.

Her name is Liang Yanran, and she died five days ago.

Although it was only a short period of five days, to her, it seemed like a long, long time, so long that it seemed like something happened in her previous life.

All the vivid, painful, and unbearable memories flooded into her mind instantly, and she fell on the hospital bed with her head in her arms.

After a long time, there was a dead silence in the ward.

She sat up silently, Ming Jing was still sitting on the sofa, with no sadness or joy on his face, just looking at her quietly.

My name is Liang Yanran. You must be familiar with my name. It is easy for you to find out my life history. It is said on the Internet that I committed suicide...haha.

She laughed at herself, I have depression and have suicidal thoughts, but I don't want to die yet.

Can you give me some time to find out the cause of my death, so that I can leave with peace of mind. Liang Yanran looked at Ming Jing almost begging.

I promise to eat obediently and not hurt your senior sister's body.

How do you want to check?

Liang Yanran was startled when she heard the words, yes, how would she investigate, she is just a powerless orphan with no money and no connections, how would she investigate?

I can help you.

Liang Yanran raised her head and looked at her in surprise. She thought she would object, after all, she was occupying her senior sister's body now.

Fulfill your long-cherished wish as soon as possible, and reincarnate as soon as possible.

Listening to the other party's almost heartless words, Liang Yanran felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

Before, she never felt how good it was to be alive, and she always thought about dying, but now that she was reborn after death, she felt that every breath of air was so fresh.

Thank you.

You should thank my senior sister.

Liang Yanran let go of the big stone in her heart, and looked at her with a smile: Your senior sister must be a very good person, so you can protect her like this. I really envy her.

You take good care of your health here, and I will pick you up when you are well.

Liang Yanran nodded: Don't worry, I won't be willful anymore, this is your senior sister's body, I can't squander it casually.

Liang Yanran has now been convicted of suicide by the police, and your family is already handling your funeral. Three days later, it will be your farewell party.

Liang Yanran smiled wryly: They are probably the happiest when I die.

Ming Jing glanced at her, and said lightly: Before you died, did you have any doubts? Or, do you have any doubts in your heart?

Liang Yanran bowed her head in silence, and Ming Jing didn't urge her. After a long time, she said dumbly, Xue An.

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Second sister, second sister?

Ming Jing suddenly came back to his senses, Ming Yi pouted unhappily: Second Sister, you're distracted, I've been talking to you for a long time, but you ignored me.

Ming Jing smiled: Second sister is thinking, where should I take Ming Yi to play?

Mingyi's eyes lit up: I'm going to the playground. Sister Xiangxiang promised to take me there last time, but she lied to me. Those who lie to children are not good people.

Okay, Second Sister will take you to the playground and call you Third Sister and Fourth Sister.

Mingyi happily ran upstairs with short legs, her loud voice could be heard no matter how far away.

Ming Jing stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. Zheng Qing walked in and saw this scene, and asked worriedly: Are you too tired recently, you have to take exams, play with the surname Ran, and worry about the big mess of the Zhu family? The thing is, even if you have three heads and six arms, it’s not enough, we have plenty of time, don’t push yourself so hard.”

Ming Jing shook his head: Time is running out.

Why is time running out? Zheng Qing asked curiously.

Ming Jing was silent: Ah Qing, you can do me one more thing, check Xue An.

Xue An? What are you looking for?

Knowing that Mingjing would not explain, Zheng Qing nodded, Okay, I'll investigate. No matter what you do, I will support you.

By the way, didn't you ask me to invest in Li Ming's project before? I invested in an entertainment company, but I haven't decided on a name yet. Can you help me think of one?

It cannot be said.

You can't talk about entertainment companies? It's wonderful. Zheng Qing clapped his hands and praised.

At that time, there will be immeasurable kalpas in the ten directions, and nothing in the world can be said.

Ming Jing smiled: Thank you for your hard work.

Don't tell me, it feels good to be in control behind the scenes. I'm going to sign a few newcomers. When the time comes, I'll put them all on the frontlines and harm the entertainment industry. I'll sign a few more fresh meats to keep them entertained. I'll sleep with them today and tomorrow Sleep with that, change if you don’t listen.”

Zheng Qing rubbed his chin, smiling very complacently.

Rolling her eyes, she stared at Ming Jing's face: How can you say that the company also has your share, and the big boss won't come out to support the scene? If you enter the entertainment industry, within a year, I will let you become popular on Mars, and we will earn money. You don’t even have to worry about the money for the coffin of your eighteenth grandson.”

Such a unique appearance and temperament are simply born for flowers and applause.

Ming Jing said indifferently: When the company is on the right track, I will recommend someone to you who will meet all your requirements.

I don't care about anyone except you.

Then you should die.

Good mirror, good mirror, you just promise Aunt Qing.

Ming Jing brushed her hand away: No time.

Zheng Qing glared at her resentfully: When I sign a bunch of jerks, I won't give you any of them, hmph.

Ming Jing didn't bother to talk to her, and when Ming Yiming Ti and Ming Chen came downstairs, Ming Jing led them out.

The three of them came to the playground for the first time, as if they had opened the door to a new world. Even the three of them could ride the roller coaster twice.

After a day of crazy fun, I went to bed early.

Early the next morning, when Ming Jing came downstairs, Uncle Wen answered the phone and said with an ugly face, Miss, something happened at the company.

Ming Jing sat down at the dining table and picked up the latest newspaper. Zhu’s family has always subscribed to financial newspapers. This is Zhu Wentao’s habit every morning. Now he hasn’t come back for a long time. Ming Jing reads these newspapers every day.

Uncle Wen, don't panic, talk about things slowly.

Ming Jing said calmly, Uncle Wen seemed to be infected, he took a breath and said: I don't know the details, it seems that the company's financing failed, the stock price plummeted overnight, and Zhu's market value lost billions overnight.

Uncle Wen was heartbroken as he spoke, his blood pressure soared, and he almost couldn't stand up.

That's not all. Those stockholders gathered at the gate of Zhu's Group to ask for an explanation. Zhu's new real estate was also affected. Investors withdrew their funds, and several projects became unfinished. These owners turned to the TV station to expose Zhu's.

These things fermented slowly during this period of time, and then broke out overnight.

Ming Jing nodded, as if he was listening to someone else's story, without even frowning.

If Zhu's family goes bankrupt, the villa she lives in will have to be mortgaged. Will she be so calm then?

Uncle Wen looked at Ming Jing anxiously: Miss, what should I do, can you handle it?

What do you say?

The faint three words successfully made Uncle Wen choke.

What kind of cause is planted, what kind of fruit will be reaped, the path Zhu Wentao chose by himself will be walked to the end even on his knees.

Uncle Wen stopped talking.

At this time, Zhu Xiangxiang rushed down from the upstairs and said anxiously: There is an accident in the company, do you still have time to eat?

Otherwise? Are you capable of turning the tide? Ming Jing asked indifferently.

Zhu Xiangxiang choked.

At this time, Lin Qing came down from the upstairs, and Zhu Xiangxiang said with a worried face: Mom, something happened to the company, what should I do?

Lin Qing glanced at her: What can I do? It's time to eat and sleep.

The words fell to the table and sat down, eating in silence.

Zhu Xiangxiang stomped his feet anxiously, it is true that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.

If the Zhu family goes bankrupt, she will have nothing, and there will be no real daughter or fake daughter.

Outside Zhu's Group, there are huge crowds of people, there are reporters from the TV station, there are competitors who fish in troubled waters, and more are stock investors and real estate owners asking for explanations.

These people's years of hard work were ruined, and the chief culprit of all this is Zhu Wentao, the president of the Zhu Group.

It was because of his quick success and quick profit that he made a wrong decision, failed to issue bond financing, and caused the stock price to plummet. In addition, his personal style was corrupt, and once the building was about to collapse, tens of thousands of people toppled it.

All the employees who entered and exited the Zhu's Group were greeted with rotten eggs and green vegetable leaves. At this time, the employees of the Zhu's Group wanted to resign immediately.

At this time, Zhu Wentao made a round of phone calls, but no one answered.

Damn it, a bunch of villains who follow the wind. Zhu Wentao cursed viciously.

Zhou Lingrou said: Wen Tao, don't worry, we are not at the end of the mountain yet. We were deceived by Mr. Fu this time. The most important thing now is to contact Mr. Fu.

Zhu Wentao glared at Zhou Ling, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: You introduced Fu Nansheng to me back then, didn't you explain it?

Zhou Ling's face was pale, and her thin body was like petals falling in the wind and rain. She couldn't believe it: What do you mean? Do you suspect that Mr. Fu and I have set you up?

Then you find Fu Nansheng for me? Zhu Wentao roared.

Zhou Ling shook his head: At the beginning I was the one who advised you not to raise money, but you didn't listen, and now you blame me for something wrong, Zhu Wentao, I finally see who you are. After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Zhu Wentao panicked, and immediately rushed over to hug her from behind: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you.

Comforting Zhou Ling, Zhu Wentao suddenly thought of someone.

He took out his mobile phone and started to call Ming Jing. This daughter is amazing now, and all the rich wives are rushing to see her. Such a network is far beyond his reach.

The situation is compelling, and now he has to bow his head to this daughter who made him lose his self-esteem.

A white BMW parked quietly in the open space opposite the Zhu Group building.

Ming Jing quietly looked at the crazy crowd across the road.

The phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

Ming Jing took a look and raised the corners of his lips.

President Zhu is not well, the people from the procuratorate are here.

Secretary Wang rushed in hastily, and Zhu Wentao was shocked when he heard this.