Chapter 17: Good Times Don't Come Every Day

When Wen Fangye went back last night, Anmu had already slept, and the next day she got up early in the morning, which was very rare, and appeared in the entrance when Wen Fangye changed his clothes and finished his bow tie.

"Call me when you remove the stitches in the afternoon, and I'll go with you." Wen Fangye said.

You weren't there when you got stitches, and Anmu's words still didn't come out of his mouth.

Just nodded: "Okay." ”

She made an appointment to go to the YE branch to see Ye Jin in the morning, and she didn't plan to let Wen Fangye know.

Ye Jin didn't let her pigeon, sat and waited in the office, and the secretary went out after asking if she needed coffee or tea.

The man in the suit and leather shoes has become famous, and the watch on his wrist is Vacheron Constantin, and it is not a poor boy who has met Anmu with the raw edge of the shirt cuffs.

He calmly clicked at the document on the table: "The account you injected into me in country A has been cancelled, and the shares promised at the beginning are now recorded in me, you can take a look at the transfer contract." ”

An Mu took it and flipped through it casually: "B shares? ”

"Isn't it good to be a rich wife who can only pay dividends?"

"When I was approached for angel investment, it didn't say it was a B share."

"At that time, of course, it was about ordinary shares, but time has passed, and it is up to me whether to give it or not, and it will cost me a lot to transfer one-third of my voting rights."

"You should understand that if I go to country A to fight a lawsuit, there is a high probability that this equity will return to me."

"You can go to court, but it's hard for you to be sure, just by you, the judge of country A will offend me who really paid taxes for you." His expression was a little gloomy, but it was inevitable, "When the time comes, you can only rely on Wen Fangye." ”

An Mu was silent for a while: "Say, what is the exchange condition for my voting rights." ”

"Let Wen Fangye remove the security of Liang An'an's ward, you watch him, don't let him hang around Liang An'an anymore."

"Why do you think I can do it?"

"Aesthetics is a very subjective thing, but only one out of a hundred people thinks you're not beautiful."

Yasuki didn't even eat the icing of the sugar-coated cannonballs, and said cautiously, "Thank you." ”

"So you can't look at your husband if you're so beautiful, you should reflect on whether you have a flawed personality, maybe as long as you change it, Wen Fangye won't worry about other people's women anymore."

An Mu sneered: "Then I do think that Wen Fangye is more handsome than you and has a better personality than you." ”

She was afraid that Ye Jin wouldn't understand, so she thoughtfully added the subtext: "So Liang Anan finally chose Wen Fangye, and your logic is very reasonable." ”

Ye Jin's whole face was dark, and he could faintly hear the sound of grinding his teeth.

An Mu leaned on the back of the chair, probably thinking that he could only take B shares, and his posture was casual: "In your logic, I am more beautiful than Liang An'an, does Wen Fangye want to like me?" ”

Ye Jin's face was expressionless: "I am the one percent." ”

Anmu: "...... Has anyone ever said you're annoying. ”

"A lot." Ye Jin was still a little sensible, he didn't have a direct attack, and he wanted to continue to persuade An Mu: "Wen Fangye likes you a little." ”

But An Mu never took this liking seriously, nor did he take Ye Jin's thoughts seriously: "I don't have a big grudge against Liang An'an, and even if I have, it's not worth being my accomplice." ”

Her expression was flat, but she revealed a kind of firmness: "You forced her to jump from the eighth floor, she survived because of her fate, but when she jumped down from such a height, she probably didn't think she would still be alive." ”

The emotions on Ye Jin's face were extremely complicated, and there seemed to be regret, but they flashed and were elusive: "It was an accident, I didn't think she would jump." ”

"Really?" Yasuki wasn't convinced.

"If I wanted something to happen to her, I wouldn't use this high-profile method."

"It seems like the truth."

He looked like he wanted to skip this ominous topic, and took out another document: "This is the A-share transfer agreement, the board of directors is basically my people, the resolution will definitely pass, now you only need to choose one of the two." ”

"Do you choose a fictitious director who only takes money and doesn't care about everything, or does you have the choice in your own hands." He was like a seductive demon, with a magnificent skin and demagogic words, "I think what happened to you before should have been very disgusting with the situation of not having the right to choose." ”

"You say it so nicely, it's kind of like a trap."

Ye Jin didn't care: "You can show it to the lawyer, what benefits I can get, I can also tell you directly, the strong dragon is difficult to suppress the head snake, the government has been staring at me very tightly recently, it is your husband who is pressuring, you take the shares, and it will be a little looser over there." ”

"Haven't you thought about what if I divorced as soon as I got the shares?"

"I said, Wen Fangye likes you a little, you can't leave it."

Of course, if Liang An'an chooses Wen Fangye, then this like is not worth mentioning, and Ye Jin will not consider the possibility of this happening.

An Mu took a breath, as if he had made some decision: "Let's talk about your plan first, how am I going to get Wen Fangye to remove the security, and what are you going to do next?" ”

Ye Jin knew that her heart was loose, and she calmly opened her mouth: "You go to remove the stitches in the afternoon-"

"Wait, how do you know I'm removing stitches in the afternoon?"