133 heroes sad beauty pass
Bentley drove away, and Monsoon looked at the rear of the car for a while.
Maybe that's the magic of love? Or is it that the hero is sad to pass the beauty level? Just because Miss Mo ate Miss Sheng's vinegar, the boss wanted to make it public.
Go to the company to deal with the matter, that is, draft a legal document to appeal the infringement of Shanda Group's coastal villa development case.
In fact, the timing is not the best.
During this time, Ou Manzi and Sheng Minghui were stiff, and Sheng Minghui was overwhelmed inside and out. They were waiting for a great opportunity, when Aumanzi started and the development project was about to absorb most of the liquidity of Shanda Group-
At this time, Shanda Group could not protect the infringement by appealing. Sheng Minghui will either guard a shell company, or sell his shares and let someone else be Shanda's largest shareholder.
However, whoever makes Yu Shen the boss, whatever the boss says, he just listens to the orders.
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A gray Lincoln was parked on the side of the street.
Lin Wenlun politely greeted him when he passed by Monsoon, "Mr. Ji." β
Monsoon bent over, "Hello Mr. Lin." β
Lin Wenlun consciously glanced at the direction in which Yu Shen and Mo Xian had left before, and then entered the back seat without saying anything, and the assistant then got into the passenger seat.
Lincoln shuttled through the streets of the capital, and Lin Wenlun was driving his laptop to deal with things.
"Sir, since Mr. Yu doesn't buy your account, should we go back to London early, or stay in the capital for a while?" The assistant asked.
"He's a guy my teacher likes and a peer I respect. He's been a big disappointment lately, but who hasn't made a detour yet, and I can help him get back on track. β
"I knew that he would like Mo Xian so much, and I should have married Mo Xian first when I came to the capital."
Assistant: "......"
Lin Wenlun connected a video call from the ocean, "Teacher, I'm Wenlun." β
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After two hours of infusion, Sheng Chuchu recovered a little.
She changed into a clean hospital gown, and when she opened her eyes, the room was empty. She slowly propped herself up and sat up, and the words that Sheng Minghui yelled at her angrily suddenly appeared in front of her.
The adopted daughter is better than her own daughter, and he still hopes that she will die when she is born.
She had lived for nineteen years, and her parents had been busy for as long as she could remember, and her mother was slightly better, and she could still see her twice a week. Father's words, she can see once in half a month, which is considered a lot.
But in the middle of summer and in the prime of life, I can be with my father every day.
Sheng Minghui told her that he raised Sheng Xia and Sheng Nianhua just to let the two of them do those hard things for her, and she just had to be the eldest lady of the Sheng family and be happy every day.
Her father missed her childhood, her youth was young, and only when she gave him a long face every time she attended a banquet, Sheng Minghui would praise her twice.
He always said that he was too busy, so he ignored her a little and told her not to be angry. She was also very obedient and never disturbed his work.
"βJingle Bell"
Sheng Chuchu wiped a handful of tears and picked up Ou Manzi's mobile phone on the bedside table, which was an unfamiliar number.
She answered.
"Ma'am, I've basically found out. Sheng Minghui asked the lawyer to draw up the contract five years ago, and in the future, all the enterprises under the Shanda Group, Miss Sheng will account for three, and Nanling mother and son will account for seven. β
"And Miss Sheng's three shares are immovable properties, and it will be very difficult for Miss Sheng to take over in the future. In addition, Sheng Minghui has a record of transferring property in recent years, which was transferred to banks in New York, Los Angeles and other places. β