Yang Hua touched mahjong and turned around: "Is it the Jiang family?"

"I don't know, but the car they drove was so grand." The little boy scratched his head.

"That's probably the Jiang family." Yang Hua put her mahjong upside down on the table, asking others not to look at her cards and go out to find someone.

This year, the Jiang family sent people to see how she was doing.

Yang Hua looked up and saw a pretty grand car parked on the cement road that had just been built in the village last year, which was different from the BMW that the Jiang family drove over last time.

She couldn't recognize the name of the car, so she walked over directly.

"Are you Miss Yang Baozhu?" Two people parked by the car. In mid-October, both of them were wearing black suits, which was incompatible with the low houses in the village.

Yang Hua narrowed her eyes and looked at the two of them, "Yang Hua, thank you."

One of them was stunned for a moment, looking at Yang Hua's frigid face, looking at her for a while, then said, "Bao... Miss Yang Hua, do you have another brother, do you want to see him?"

Yang Hua glanced at them, turned around and turned around.

The person who spoke originally thought that Yang Hua would be very excited after saying this, but she turned around and left.

The middle-aged man was stunned and then hurriedly followed.

At the entrance of the yard, he could hear the sound of numbing inside: "Yanghua, who is looking for you outside?"

"Damn liar." Yang Hua coughed and replied.

The yard gate slammed and closed.

Outside the door, someone who could hear the word "dead liar" clearly: "..."

"She is really Miss Baozhu?" The big man beside him frowned.

He has been influenced by his childhood and has come into contact with either a wealthy daughter or a wealthy lady. He has never seen such an uncultured and rude country woman.

The middle-aged man nodded and did not reply, only said, "Contact sir and let him come here in person."

The young man was surprised: "Mr. But his legs are inconvenient..."

He looked at the middle-aged man, but finally didn't say anything and got on the bus: "I didn't expect that such a remote place would have an intercity bus..."

**

In the evening, Yang Hua called Meng Fu.

Tell her about the perfume teacher calling her.

"I know in my heart that you don't have to worry about this," Meng Fu thought for a while, and then said, "Why are the cards you give you useless?"

"It's not enough to spend money," Yang Hua coughed, "Give your phone to Xiao Cheng, I'll tell him that you have nothing to do with your words."

Meng Fu frowned and handed the phone directly to Su Cheng to talk to Mr. Jiang.

Su Cheng took the phone and happened to hear Yang Hua's cough, "Are you sick? It's cold recently, remember to keep warm."

Yang Hua felt a lot better when she heard Su Cheng's voice, "Afu has kept a lot of medicine. I'm too lazy to take it. She's been okay recently? Why are so many teachers looking for me recently?"

"It's okay," Su Cheng chuckled, his eyelids drooped, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll just deal with Zhao Fan. You have no worries lately, right?"

Yang Hua is also familiar with Zhao Fan and Su Cheng, especially Su Cheng, who is not very cautious about him.

"Yes..." Yanghua scooped a scoop of rice and sprinkled it into the yard, "a little tangled thing."

She couldn't say what it was.

Su Cheng heard that she was confused when she saw it, and did not ask until the end. He pondered for a while, "The boat would naturally straighten when it hits the bridge."

"It makes sense," Yang Hua never went to high school or passed the college entrance examination, but she naturally understood this. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, Xiao Cheng, I'm dead, the village chief asked me to play mahjong on WeChat."

She hurriedly hung up the phone with Su Cheng.

Meng Fu wanted to go back to the rental house of No. 1 Middle School, but did not stay at Jiang's house at night.

Mr. Jiang sent her out. When he couldn't see her back, he turned around, turned his head slightly, and looked at Jiang Quan: "I just heard that Ms. Yang is sick. You can send someone to see her tomorrow."

Jiang Quan nodded.

Mr. Jiang asked again: "Has the Yu family notified?"

"Yes," Jiang Quan nodded and frowned, "I'll call Xinran later."

Although Jiang Quan no longer contacted the Yu family, Jiang Xinran would call Jiang Quan on her birthday during the holidays.

After so long, although Jiang Quan was raising his family, Jiang Xinran was raised by himself. He used to be the pearl in his hand, but he was not that great.

He sent the old man up and called Jiang Xinran.

Let her arrive at Jiang's house on time tomorrow.

"By the way," he said, "I just heard that your mother is sick, go back and see her."

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Xinran opened her mouth. She originally wanted to say that her mother was not sick, but then she thought that Jiang Quan was talking about Yanghua.

Jiang Xinran responded casually and hung up the phone.

As for the Yanghua that Jiang Quan mentioned, she left behind her.

Because the Yu family had never made their relationship with Meng Fu public, she was Yu Yong's niece now. She didn't want to and wanted her classmates and friends to know that her biological mother was just a vulgar countryman.

**

the next day.

Meng Fu got up early in the morning and arrived at Jiang's family as instructed by Mr. Jiang.

Jiang now knows her. When she sees her coming, the staff who come and go will stop and say hello to her respectfully: "Miss."

Not far behind her, Jiang Xinran was registering her identity at the front desk.

She looked at Meng Fu's back but said nothing.

The biggest one in Jiang's shares is Mr. Jiang. Now he is going to retreat behind the scenes and divide the equity equally. This is a big deal. The senior executives and shareholders of Jiang's family are here.

Meng Fu sat on the long table on the left, beside her was Jiang Xinchen.

As for Jiang Xinran, he sat at the end.

Mr. Jiang sat in the main seat and asked the lawyer to read out the equity distribution.

Meng Fu sat next to Jiang Xinchen. She put a cup of tea in her hand. Listening to the lawyer's words, her brows frowned slightly. It was when she came that she realized that today was the property division.

"Chairman Jiang Ke owns two real estate buildings, with a deposit of 160 million yuan and a 49% share. Now, the distribution is as follows: 20% of the shares are transferred to his son Jiangquan, 10% of the shares are transferred to his grandson Jiang Xinchen, and 9% of the shares are transferred to his granddaughter Meng Fu..."

The lawyer read it one by one.

Jiang Quan sat in the first place and nodded. The old man had so many shares. Last year, he transferred 3% to Meng Fu, and with 9%, Meng Fu was also considered the major shareholder of Jiang's family.

Jiang Xinran finally got 10 million yuan in real estate.

No share.

The lawyer announced that several major shareholders would meet at the same time.

Jiang Xinran naturally was not qualified to participate. She came out of the conference room and held her cell phone in her hand...

10 million is like sending a beggar.

The cell phone in her hand rang, and Jiang Xinran directly connected it, it was Yu Zhenling, asking her about her property division today.

Jiang Xinran concealed her unwillingness and repeated it lightly.

On the other end of the phone, Yu Zhenling's voice changed, "Meng Fu 12%? She has more shares than your younger brother?"

Jiang Xinran was also confused. She couldn't hear the strangeness in Yu Zhenling's tone. She just nodded: "Yes, Mom, I'll tell you again when I come back."

Yu Zhenling looked down at her phone, "How is that possible..."

"Miss Meng is the sister of Young Master Xinchen. It's not surprising that she shares," the servant beside her poured her a cup of tea as Yu Zhenling murmured, "After all, they are all from the Jiang family."

"Why isn't it strange? How could she take shares of the Jiang family? She isn't..." Listening to the servant's voice, Yu Zhenling subconsciously spoke, and her words came to her mouth, and she swallowed them by herself.

She lowered her head and saw that the phone was not hung up, and she hung up the phone in dismay.

**

Meng Fu only found out today that she actually had 12% of Jiang's shares.

But she didn't have time to ask Mr. Jiang carefully because she was going to the variety show "A Day of the Stars" today.

At this time, the whole person was a little out of shape.

Zhao Fan asked Su Di, "What's wrong with her?"

Su Di knew something and said something to Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan, she turned around and interviewed Meng Fu: "...So, will you go back to inherit billions of property in the future, or go back to film?"

Meng Fu came back to his senses, glanced at Zhao Fan, and said in a laziness: "I can't make it anymore, so I won't take pictures."

Zhao Fan: “…”

If you can't make it, you have to go home to inherit billions of property. What kind of suffering is this in the world?

The car slowly arrived at the filming scene of "A Day of the Star".
To be continued...