She didn't answer this question, as if she had a bamboo in her chest, and asked calmly, "Grandma, you came here to want the ten percent of the shares in my hand, right?"

Xu Jiuru didn't take a detour with her, and said frankly: "Brother Lin already has 42% in his hands, if you add 10% here, the share share can be more than half, and the Jiang family's management rights can be in the hands of our Jiang family." ”

In addition to the shares of the second room, Jiang Xiaolin only holds 28%, Xu Jiuru transferred 10% of Jiang Wei's name and 4% of the Jiang family's side branch to Jiang Xiaolin's name in order to concentrate the shares, but it is still not enough, Lu Xinglan has 43% of the shares in his hand, to be more precise, 48%, because Ming Hongwei is at his disposal.

"Do you want me to give up my shares to my cousin?"

She spoke softly and softly, like a soft knife.

Xu Jiuru has raised her for more than 20 years, and she didn't know that she still had such a face: "It's not for nothing, you can set conditions, no matter what you want, grandma will satisfy you." ”

Are you going to play the family card?

Xu Jiuru looked remorseful, and when he looked at Jiang Fuxi, his eyes were full of guilt: "In the past, my grandmother was not good, thinking that you only liked to paint, so she didn't let you enter the company. ”

Xu Jiuru thought she was like this because of her ambition.

Jiang Fuxi asked softly, "I can only pick my cousin and pick the leftovers, right?"

Xu Jiuru was shocked, he didn't know that there were so many wolves with bloody mouths around him, one more ambitious than the other, and one more than the other eating people without spitting out bones.

"Fuxi," she burst into tears, her face full of grief, "just beg grandma, the Jiang family is grandma's lifelong painstaking efforts, and it can't fall into the hands of outsiders." ”

"Please?"

What a bitter drama.

Jiang Fuxi smiled, his eyes were thin and cold, the light could not go in, his pupils were bottomless and faint ink, and he looked at Xu Jiuru with a cold look: "Is this your attitude of begging for people?"

Xu Jiuru was dumbfounded.

It was she who underestimated that this granddaughter she raised with her own hands was so ruthless that she didn't expect.

"Don't you kneel down?" Jiang Fuxi asked with a smile, obviously pressing step by step, but it was like a drizzle, like a homely conversation.

Xu Jiuru wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, choked up and asked, "Fuxi, what's wrong with you?"

Why, overnight, she showed her fangs.

Jiang Fuxi was indifferent to her weakness, and sat upright elegantly: "The shares in my cousin's hand plus Weir's, plus mine, and 4% in the Jiang family's side support, all of them will definitely be more than half, so you dare to give your shares to Jiang Weaving, and also give 5% to Baide Equipment, you plan well, but you forgot one thing." She raised her eyes and stared at Xu Jiuru, "My surname is Jiang, my surname is Ning." ”

Xu Jiuru was suddenly stunned, and knocked over the teacup in a panic: "Who told you this?"

At this time, the Gui clan came in.

She put Xu Jiuru's cup away and refilled the tea: "Old lady," she wiped the tea on the table, the hatred and hatred that were usually hidden in the depths of her eyes surfaced little by little, she spoke slowly, and said, "Ah Hua is not my distant nephew, he is my son." ”

She was widowed in her early years, and Ah Hua's biological father was the brother of her deceased husband, and this relationship was not visible, so she kept it hidden, and even Xu Jiuru was kept in the dark. Later, she took a long leave and went to the countryside to secretly give birth to a child, but she was reluctant to throw it away, so she was fostered at a relative's house. Twenty-five years ago, she took her son to her side and gave him an errand in the Jiang family.

Xu Jiuru was incredulous, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Gui family, trembling all over: "You, you-"

Gui interrupted: "Ah Hua and Miss Wei Ning were really in love back then, but you said that my Ah Hua was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, but he had eyes but didn't look in the mirror. ”

When she heard this, her heart rose to kill the old lady.

"Do you know why Miss Wei Ning is depressed?" Gui stared at Xu Jiuru, aggressive, "because she also knows that Ah Hua was killed by you." ”

At that time, the Jiang family didn't know that Jiang Weining was pregnant with a child, and Xu Jiuru thought that as long as Ning Zhehua was gone, Jiang Weining would be obedient and would marry obediently.

But she underestimated her own daughter and secretly conceived a child.

Xu Jiuru fully understood: "No wonder Chang Fang has Wei Xuan's suicide note, it turns out that the two of you are playing ghosts." She looked at Gui Shi with a gaze like a torch, "Jiang Weaving's medicine is also changed by you." ”

and Qin Shiyu......

There are only two people who make Xu Jiuru completely defenseless, one is Jiang Chuan, and the other is the Gui family, Jiang Chuan is the outside, and the Gui family is inside, she trusts her so much......

"Old lady, don't you believe in fate?" Gui stepped forward with a hunched back, "This is all your retribution." ”

No!

It's their wolf ambition!

Xu Jiuru stood up suddenly, his eyes were full of red blood from anger: "Fuxi, you just believe the words of this old Diao woman?"

Jiang Fuxi sat down, holding the lid of the cup in his hand, brushing the tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup: "I didn't believe it at first, but later I believed it when I saw you teach Jiang Weaving those unsightly skills, you Xu Jiuru is such a person, as long as it is in the way of your eyes, as long as it is out of your control, even if it is your own flesh and blood, you can also rip off that piece of meat." ”

Xu Jiuru opened her eyes, her eyes were about to burst, and she denied it loudly: "It's not-"

"You are, you are selfish and love only yourself. ”

In this world, the person who knows Xu Jiuru best is Jiang Fuxi.

"You drugged Jiang Zhi and asked him to deal with the Lu family, not at all to avenge your martyred son, you just lost to Lin Qiunan unwillingly and unconvinced, you hate her for snatching the man you love, hating her son and winning your son. ”

Xu Jiuru yelled: "Shut up!" The green tendons on her forehead tightened, and the facial features on her face proved it, "You shut up for me!"

Jiang Fuxi smiled, his eyes were full of joy and excitement after revenge: "I've said it, don't pretend to be a loving mother, whether it's Jiang Weixuan or my mother, it's not as good as your selfish interests." ”

In the final analysis, it is the desire for revenge that is at work.

"You're coming to beg me now, not to seize power for Brother Lin, or to be pressed by Lin Qiunan again, hurting your damn self-esteem and superiority, right?"

"Jiang Fuxi!" Xu Jiuru roared, her temples were gray, her hair was scattered, like a crazy woman, she scolded without any image, "You rebellious white-eyed wolf!"

"It's a white-eyed wolf again. Jiang Fuxi sneered, "Why do you always lure wolves into the room?"

First Eori, and then her, they are all wolves that can bite people.

Xu Jiuru couldn't stand steadily, her body was shaky, she was holding on to the table, her feet were staggering, her lips were bruised, and her forehead was full of cold sweat: "What do you want?

Kill her?

That's not too cheap for her.

"Don't you want my shares? Kneel down and beg me, beg me, and I'll think about it. ”