Chapter 22 Boss ② 08 Will
"Han Xinai, what do I have that Cheng Mingqian can use? The Han family is reluctant to let your daughter get married, so let me marry you. Your Han family treats me as a tool, and I, Han Youyuan, don't treat myself as a tool."

Wen Jinhuan said a lot, and she was going to break up with Han Xinai.

Han Xina over there lacked confidence, "We...we are all for your own good!"

"For my own good? Asking me to do this or that under the guise of being good for me, is this the so-called good for me?" Wen was full of joy.

There was silence over there, and after a long while, Han Xinai's tone weakened, "Yuanyuan, you have to think about your parents. My parents and I both want you to have a good life. How can you push us away."

She played the emotional card with Wen Jinhuan, trying not to make the scene so rigid.

Wen Jinhuan and Han Xinai talked on the phone without avoiding Cheng Mingqian, so Cheng Mingqian heard their conversation.

He raised his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be surprised by Wen Jinhuan's words at all, because he thought Wen Jinhuan was a really nice girl in his heart.

Wen Jinhuan was too lazy to argue with Han Xina, and hung up the phone.

She looked at someone who was staring at her silently, shook her phone, and played with the taste: "Did you hear that? Tell me to leave you, we are now grasshoppers on the same boat."

"If I really have nothing." Cheng Mingqian responded to her.

"……"is it possible?

Wen Jinhuan didn't speak.

Cheng Mingqian asked curiously, "Why did you listen to them and marry me?"

According to what he has learned now, he thinks that Wen Jinhuan is not a vain person, nor is he the kind of person who is willing to do anything for the sake of resources, so he can't figure it out or figure it out.

Wen Jinhuan read what was in his heart from his slightly changed expression, and said it.

"So I was willing to marry you at the beginning. You thought I needed resources? Then you invested in me, let me hold concerts, go on variety shows, and even agreed to let me make movies."

Listening to her words, Cheng Mingqian felt an inexplicable sense of shame. He had indeed thought about it, but it seemed that he had wiped out all her efforts.

"You should really think like this. After all, the Han family doesn't want to see me show my face in the entertainment industry. They won't invest in everything I participate in, and even if they invest, they will withdraw their capital. They have never disclosed that I am the daughter of the Han family. , Many people even think that the Han family has only one daughter."

Wen Jinhuan understood that the Han family did not disclose her to the outside world, saying it was to protect her, not to mention that they were dissatisfied with her as a daughter and felt that she was not worthy of being the daughter of the Han family.

After she finished expressing her emotions, the topic naturally changed, "Recover well, and think about what we should do next."

"If you succeed, what do you want to do, and do you want to stay in the entertainment industry?"

"I don't know, take one step at a time, at least I don't hate the entertainment industry." Wen Jinhuan shrugged.

Wen Jinhuan asked for leave to take care of Cheng Mingqian. The leave was so long that she had to tell Liang Sen that she and Cheng Mingqian were married.

Also, ever since she asked for leave, Kong Xiyue and Qin Xinfu asked her how she was doing and when she would be back, because Wen Jinhuan told them that they had something to do at home, so they asked for leave.

At this time, Liang Sen signed the script for Kong Xiyue and Qin Xinfu, and asked them to join the filming team.

Cheng Mingqian doesn't need her to take care of her personally at all, and Wen Jinhuan can also count as a short vacation to relax.

Not long after hanging up the phone, An Yunkuo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came.

He rushed here as if in a hurry, with thin sweat hanging from his temples, and the top button of his shirt was unbuttoned by him, An Yunkuo complained as soon as he entered the door:

"Don't tell me that such a thing happened, Cheng Mingqian, you don't regard me as a friend, and Yuan Yuan, you don't regard me as an elder brother either."

"...Aren't you abroad?" Wen Jinhuan asked.

Before the Chinese New Year, An Yunkuo went abroad for a trip, but he came back today.

"Fuck! I was worried about you two, so I hurried back, why don't you two tell me anything?"

An Yunkuo's mood fluctuated greatly, and he jumped up in the next second.

"These are trivial things, why tell you?" Wen Jinhuan frowned.

"Small things?" An Yunkuo jumped up again, "You say these are small things? Is it a small thing for his good brother to kill him?"

"Oh, don't get excited." Wen Jinhuan raised his hand and stopped him.

Wen Jinhuan pointed to Cheng Mingqian, "He's actually not seriously injured, it's just that he looks a little more serious while lying on the bed."

An Yunkuo cast his suspicious eyes on Cheng Mingqian.

"Okay, then if you don't tell me, how about this?"

"Let's do it another day, I'm very busy." Wen Jinhuan waved his hand.

"..."

An Yunkuo had a choked expression.

Cheng Mingqian, who had been silent all this time, said, "We're fine."

It's still his words that are most useful, as soon as he speaks, An Yunkuo will settle down.

"Come to me if you have any difficulties. Don't forget that I am the decision maker of Anjia Group now."

"Your words are enough." Wen Jinhuan snapped his fingers, "Okay, you've read it too, you can go back, the decision maker of the An family."

An Yunkuo got angry, "Yuanyuan, you are really treating me more and more indifferent now, didn't you still call me brother Yunkuo last year."

"It's different now, big brother." Wen Jinhuan reached out and patted his shoulder, saying earnestly.

"..."

Send An Yunkuo away.

Cheng Mingqian and Wen Jinhuan began to plan the next step.

Before, Cheng Jiayi's mother and son were a little scruples about the Han family behind Cheng Mingqian, but now that the Han family has stated their position, Cheng Jiayi has no scruples about doing things.

Cheng Xiao was lying in the hospital alive and dead, while his wife and son were calculating the family property.

Wen Jinhuan prepared all the materials for Cheng Mingqian.

When she took it out, Cheng Mingqian was surprised for a while, it was more detailed than he had prepared.

How did Wen Jinhuan get it, he wondered in his heart, is the youngest daughter of the Han family really as shameful as the outside world said?Not necessarily, I'm afraid he will be willing to bow down.

"Don't doubt it, let's talk about it after finishing the matter." Wen Jinhuan interrupted his thoughts.

Cheng Jiayi held a general meeting of shareholders today, intending to declare Cheng Xiao's will and logically take away Cheng Mingqian's shares.

The meeting room is at the head office, Cheng Jiayi took out the materials and was about to announce.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and there were a few people standing at the door, the leader was dressed in a tall suit with no expression on his face, and standing beside him was a seemingly petite lady, but her eyes were sharp and calm.

Everyone could tell in unison, everyone was whispering to each other, and Cheng Jiayi's complexion was not very good.

Cheng Mingqian stepped out with long legs, the leather shoes were black and shiny, and there was a strong cold wind as he walked, and the watch on his wrist showed the identity and temperament of a man.

Cheng Jiayi frowned, isn't Cheng Mingqian lying in the hospital?

Who is that man who is getting closer?

How could he admit his mistake with that face? Why did Cheng Mingqian come here? Did he just pretend to be sick before?
!

Cheng Jiayi's eyes fixed on him, and the line of his lips straightened.

Cheng Mingqian took the empty seat opposite Cheng Jiayi.

Wen Jinhuan stood beside her, dressed as if she was a senior special assistant. She smiled and stretched out her hand to signal, "It's not that there is something important to announce, we are here to listen, please."

Everyone looked at each other.

"It is true that there is something to announce, and the elder brother can come and listen." Cheng Jiayi made up his mind, "Dad is now lying in the hospital after suffering a stroke, and according to his will, he gave me and my mother 40.00% of the company's shares he holds, that is, Ms. Luo."

Wen Jinhuan said casually: "Oh, is that so, what about the will? Show us all."

"I'm afraid you won't believe me, so I'll show you the will." Cheng Jiayi gritted his teeth and said heavily, "Especially the eldest brother and sister-in-law, you must read it carefully."

Wen Jinhuan sarcastically said: "Not long after your father entered the hospital, you can't wait to get his will out? Curse your father to die?"

"You..." Cheng Jiayi was furious, and pointed his sword at Cheng Mingqian, "Is elder brother dumb, sister-in-law is always talking."

Cheng Mingqian lazily opened his eyelids, and said slowly, "Yuan Yuan can represent me."

"..."

He circulated the will and asked everyone to read it. Those who had read it were discussing with each other, nodding and shaking their heads for a while.

The older director said: "This is Cheng Dong's handwriting."

Others echoed, "Yes, yes, I think so, too."

"I think so too."

The words of a few people convinced the half-believing people.

"Really, let me see." Wen Jinhuan walked over and took out the piece of paper from their hands.

She repeatedly "tsk tsk tsk", "Are you sure you can tell it's Cheng Dong's handwriting with this piece of paper?"

The first person to recognize the handwriting was questioned by a girl, and he shouted: "Why do you have to question our ability?"

"..."

Wen Jinhuan didn't refute, she spread the paper on the table, took out her pen and notebook, and started writing in a leisurely manner.

Everyone craned their necks to see what tricks she was up to.

Cheng Mingqian sat leisurely, neither stopping nor asking.

Looking at the person opposite, Cheng Jiayi saw Wen Jinhuan doing this, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, a sign that something big was about to happen.

In less than a minute, Wen Jinhuan wrote a copy and showed it to everyone, "This is Chairman Cheng's will, please take a look."

"..."

Everyone looked at Wen Jinhuan with the eyes of a madman.After reading what she wrote, they were all shocked and their pupils dilated.

"This, this is too similar."

Seeing that something was wrong, Cheng Jiayi immediately stood up, walked over, and grabbed the two pieces of paper. When he saw it clearly, his body froze, stiff and unable to move.

There are exactly the same handwriting in this world, and it was written by two people.

He was angry, "You forged your will."

"That's right, everyone is watching, I'm a fake." Wen Jinhuan admitted generously.

She glanced around everyone, "So the directors, why do you think that Cheng Jiayi's will should be Cheng Cheng's will?"

Everyone started talking.

Then, a shareholder with the right to speak stood up and said: "Mr. Cheng, please provide evidence to prove that this will is the will of Chairman Cheng."

"..."

Cheng Jiayi remained calm, "My dad's lawyer, he can prove my will."

(End of this chapter)

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