Except for Zhong Tianya and Murong Wing Chun, the people in the Peng family's villa comforted Yu Caiwei a few words.

Yu Caiwei reluctantly thanked her, and then said that she wanted to be alone and quiet.

No one bothered her, and they all watched Yu Caiwei drag her tired body upstairs.

The next day, Yu Caiwei brought Manager Wang's son and a bunch of documents that I didn't know much about to deal with Manager Wang's equity before his death.

Manager Wang's son looked at Yu Caiwei's gaze with undisguised hatred.

Although Yu Caiwei was not the one who killed his father with his own hands, it was obvious that this kid felt that he had nothing to do with her.

Although his father was the one who preemptively killed the killer, it did not affect the young man named Wang Ming to hate Yu Caiwei to the bone.

Moreover, in the midst of such hatred, there is also an ambition that all men understand.

For women's ambitions.

His gaze wandered over Yu Caiwei's beautiful face, proud chest, and dry long legs, and the pace of breathing was obviously a little faster.

A little wolf cub.

After all, Yu Caiwei is also a flower in Jinling, of course, she is very familiar with this kind of gaze, and soon frowned unhappily.

But she didn't say much, just followed the procedure.

Manager Wang's equity in Qingyun Industry accounts for as much as 8%, but I can't gnaw half of it - not enough money.

Even if the price it sells for is far lower than the actual value, four percent will take a full 400 million to gnaw down!

In other words, the total value of Qingyun Industry in the stock market is 10 billion of his mother!

For me, this is an astronomical number that is terrifying to the point of shuddering awe.

I finally fucking understood why everyone wanted to take a bite of the Peng family's cake. Even Song Chengfeng, who was far away in Zhejiang, couldn't sit still, and he wanted to be a mad dog at any cost.

It's just that I have been in the Peng family for so long, and my vision has improved by more than one step, and I can barely maintain my calmness.

After all, in front of Wuliangye's total value of 389 billion, Kweichow Moutai's 1,086.6 billion, and Tencent's 3,579.6 billion, Qingyun Industry is actually extremely insignificant······

Even if there are 100 Qingyun Industries, it is still less than one-third of Tencent's total value.

Such a "gap between the rich and the poor" is actually extremely scary to think about.

There is no doubt that because poverty has limited my ability to seize opportunities, most of the four percent equity of Qingyun Industry is in the pocket of the three women of the Peng family.

Even if Zhu Yunxiao and Yu Caiwei generously subsidized me with 10 million each, my proportion is still pitiful. If you had to use percentages, it would be about 0.2 percent.

Well, it's so heart-wrenching.

To be reasonable, I was able to attend meetings of the board of directors and the company's management. But in terms of equity proportion, my special shareholding ratio is not worthy of entering the door of the shareholders' meeting!

"Sorry to interrupt. I felt almost self-deprecatingly like this.

I always thought I was already very good, but when I looked up and saw the sky higher and farther away, I realized that I was still not worth mentioning.

But people must know contentment, and they must also know how to be grateful.

Originally, Yu Caiwei and Zhu Yunxiao have always maintained a tacit understanding, that is, to treat me as half of a family, give me trust and power, and let me share the soup, but they unanimously did not let me touch the big cake of Qingyun Industry.

I'm very touched to be able to get my hands on it now.

A whole 20 million worth of shares, no matter how rich you are, can you give it to me so easily? This is probably to regard me as a pillar of the Peng family.

Just looking at Wang Ming, the wolf cub, I still feel very emotional.

A minor teenager became a super rich man with a net worth of 800 million in an instant.

Is this the power of the rich second generation?

After the sale of this part of the equity transfer was completed, Yu Caiwei no longer wanted to deal with Wang Ming, who was eyeing me, and left with me.

Because Yu Caiwei's *Aventador has only been repaired, and it is still being modified and reinforced, so it is my Ferrari California.

Just as I was about to drive away, I saw a little girl walking into the street ahead.

It was a little girl who looked like she was only six or seven years old, with a populated candy in her mouth, and looked at me with an innocent smile.

But I couldn't laugh at all, and three words popped out of my head: little pudding.

The little girl slammed her arms outstretched, her legs spread wide, as if trying to block the whole road.

Such a strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of Yu Caiwei in the back seat, and she was surprised: "What is she doing?"

I forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in my heart and said in a low voice, "Aunt Yu, please come in the co-pilot and fasten your seat belt." ”

Yu Caiwei was stunned and didn't seem to react.

I turned my head to look at her and showed a smile: "Aunt Yu, I'm serious." ”

Then, Yu Caiwei climbed to the front seat with an unsightly attitude. She fastened her seatbelt and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere: "What the hell is going on?"

I didn't answer her, just stared at the little girl in front of me.

The little girl spread her hands and legs wide apart, and shouted at me, "Little brother, do you dare to kill me?"

A provocative look.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, and my heart was awe-struck.

In the rearview mirror, two cars were already rushing from a distance.

Land Cruiser, Toyota domineering, but the license plate has obviously changed again.

Yu Caiwei seemed to have a shadow in her heart floating up again, her pretty face was pale, and the green tendons on the back of her slender hand were displayed.

I took a deep breath, but smiled softly to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'll take it for you when the sky falls." ”

As the words fell, Ferrari slammed into the little girl in front of him!

Halfway through the distance in an instant, my attention was highly focused, and I was reluctant to close my eyes when I opened them, and my nerves were tense.

In such a situation, it seems that even time has slowed down. I could clearly see the fear and shock on the little pudding's face.

She gritted her teeth, seemingly.

However, my speed didn't slow down, and I didn't hit the guardrail next to the one-way street like a stunned young man.

Can't hit it.

If you hit a bad car, you have to scrap it, and you can only wait for death.

Rather than hitting the guardrail, Lao Tzu would rather knock the person in front of him into the air!

The familiar mania and blood instantly surged all over my body.

Come, there is a kind of death with Lao Tzu!

Yu Caiwei screamed in fright, but in the flash of light, the little girl suddenly threw herself to the side and fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the front of the Ferrari whizzed by.

A knowing sneer crossed my lips.

Sure enough, she was still afraid of death.

"Crazy! how dare you hit it?!" came the hoarse scolding of the little pudding behind him, full of horror and fear.

However, I looked indifferent and didn't look back.

That's right, I dare to bump it.

If Little Pudding hadn't hidden, I could have knocked her to death.