True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 335 Get out of Jiang's house! [3 more]

  Jiang Chengjun also had a copy in his hand, and he turned directly to the last page.

  He has always had no feelings for Jiang Moyuan, can't like it, and hate it.

  He didn't have any talent or interest in business, so after Mr. Jiang left the Jiang family group to Jiang Moyuan, he didn't care much.

  Shanghai University treats professors very well. They are equipped with villas, and Jiang Chengjun does not go back to Jiang’s old house.

  But he really couldn't accept that the Jiang family had been occupied by an outsider for so many years.

  However, both kinship tests are the same result.

  The last sentence is clearly written in black and white.

  ——According to our center, Jiang Chengjun/Jiang Huaping has no blood relationship with Jiang Moyuan.

  Jiang’s face on the painting screen became cold for an instant, and the fingertips of the fingers holding the file turned white because of excessive force: “Xiao Yunshen guessed well, he is really not Dad’s son.

  What the **** is going on?

  Even if the old man Jiang is confused, it is impossible to pass the Jiang group into the hands of an outsider.

  Elder Jiang died 13 years ago, when Jiang Moyuan was only 16 years old.

  The shareholders of Jiang's Group originally wanted Jiang Huaping to be in charge of Jiang's, but they couldn't bear to write a suicide note from Mr. Jiang.

   Fortunately, the 16-year-old Jiang Moyuan has shown amazing business talents. Together with the shareholders who have been following Mr. Jiang, he has successfully stabilized the Jiang Group.

  Later, those old shareholders died one after another, leaving only three.

   At the age of 24, Jiang Moyuan formally became the CEO of the Jiang Group.

  This year, Jiang Moyuan is 29 years old.

  No one has ever questioned Jiang Moyuan's ability, and no one has ever doubted his bloodline.

  Even if they don’t like Jiang Moyuan’s Jiang Chengjun and Jiang Huaping, they never thought that Jiang Moyuan was not of Jiang’s blood at all.

   is not of Jiang family blood, how could Father Jiang give Jiang Moyuan the Jiang family group?

   Still, Mr. Jiang is actually not sure?

   "Painting the screen, you must tell your uncles about this matter." Jiang Chengjun felt anger, "It must be Ye Suhe's move."

   "Go." Jiang Huaping suppressed a sneer, "Go to the company first."

  **

   Jiang's affairs have nothing to do with Ying Zijin.

  She didn't go with her, Fu Yunshen came to pick her home.

  Ling Ziying just got in the co-pilot, the phone rang, and she answered the phone: "Hey."

  "Genius Doctor!" The voice on the other end of the phone was very excited, "I don't know if you remember me, I am Ji Qinglin."

   Ying Ziying fell silent.

  She really doesn’t remember the name.

   "My dad is Ji Feng." Ji Qinglin also expected it, so he reminded him, "He has advanced gastric cancer, and you performed an operation on him at that time."

   "Well, I have an impression." Ying Zijin remembered this, "What happened?"

  Because of Wen Fengmian, she naturally remembered Ji Feng.

  However, these days are too busy, and she never went to Ji Feng.

   "Nothing, just thank you specifically." Ji Qinglin said, "Thank you so much. Although my dad still has a lot of cancer cells in his body, he has indeed improved a lot and moved more easily."

  They went to three Grade-A hospitals for investigation, and the doctors felt incredible about it.

  In Ji Feng's body, cancer cells and other cells have reached a strange balance.

  It was this balance that allowed Ji Feng's body to regain mobility.

  However, he still has cancer, and if he goes to the hospital for testing, he will still get the results of advanced gastric cancer.

  This is a miracle in medicine.

  Ji Qinglin said again: "When do you have time, let's treat you to a meal? There is really no way to repay your kindness."

   "Yes." Ying Ziyan groaned, "It just so happens that I have something to ask you."

  Wen Fengmian didn't mention the things of the year, so naturally she would not ask him.

  "Okay." Ji Qinglin's voice could not hide his excitement, "We will stay in Shanghai for a while, you can decide the time, and I would love to have a meal with you."

  At this time, Fu Yun turned his head deeply, peach-blossom eyes raised, and suddenly called out: "Yaoyao."

   Hearing the voice of a young man, Ji Qinglin on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment, but the conversation also stopped.

  Fu Yun raised his hand deeply, his voice lazily: "You have a leaf on your head."

  He put his hand down, and there really was a completely withered leaf in his palm.

  Ying Zijin glanced at him, did not say anything, and replied to Ji Qinglin: "Next week, I will let the dean tell you the specific time."

  After watching her hang up the phone, Fu Yun's eyes deepened a bit, and then he said: "If you have time, do a paternity test as well?"

  Ling Zijin's expression paused.

  She knew that he was talking about the paternity test between her, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting.

   "It's not necessary." Ying Ziying said faintly, "Strangers, waste time and money."

  Since the causal decision was made, the Ying family has nothing to do with her.

  As for what Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua think, that is their business.

  As long as you don’t dance in front of her, she doesn’t mind letting a few more people become disabled.

   "Yeah." Fu Yun said faintly, "Alright."

  嬴子衿 leaned back on the chair to rest.

   "By the way, you don't want to go straight this time." Fu Yunshen raised his hand, slender fingers curled up her hair, "Why do you look at me with that kind of eyes in the afternoon? Where did I offend you, kid?"

  At that time, he really felt the murderous aura.

   "What kind of eyes?" Ying Zijin looked at him, still showing no emotion.

  Even an expression change cannot be captured.

  She looked at her hair and then at his hand.

  Fu Yun had a deep expression and raised his eyebrows.

  He released his hand and laughed: "That's it."

  He forgot.

  The children in their family have always been ruthless.

  It is also really coaxing when you coax him, if you really want to fight him, you definitely don’t hesitate.

  He thinks too much.

  Probably when I like someone, inferiority and narcissism exist at the same time, and I want to give her the best.

  Come slowly, he is not in a hurry.

  **

  Night.

  Jiang’s old house.

   Jiang Moyuan naturally heard the movement outside the old house in the afternoon.

  He saw that Su Ruan was still in despair, and he said coldly, “Don’t put on the face of a woman, just get out.”

  If it hadn't been for Su Ruan to design him, things wouldn't be what it is now.

  "Should I get out?" Of course, Su Ruan wouldn't give him a good face, "Jiang Moyuan, don't forget, we all got the marriage certificate."

  Jiang Moyuan was removed from the position of chief executive, something she did not expect.

  But Suruan can barely accept it.

  At least Jiang Moyuan still owns a lot of shares, and she will not worry about food and clothing in the future.

  "Or, do you still think about Yingzijin?" Su Ruan looked contemptuously, "Don't be delusional, she doesn't like you at all."

These words ignited Jiang Moyuan's nerves all at once.

  His face became terrible: "You say it again?!"

   "Why, I didn't hear enough?" Su Ruan sneered, "I said you are really pitiful, you like Yingzijin, but it's a pity that people don't even look at you, and you are very disgusting."

  "You said, how can you compare with Fu Yun? Face can't be compared, power can't be compared, tusk, Jiang Moyuan, you are really—"

  Before he finished speaking, Jiang Mo stepped forward abruptly, grabbed Su Ruan’s hair with his big hands, and pressed her directly to the corner of the wall: "Shut your mouth!"

   "Boom", Su Ruan's head hit the wall fiercely, suddenly staring at gold stars.

  Su Ruan did not expect that Jiang Moyuan would actually do something to her, immediately screamed and struggled desperately: "Dad! Dad, save me!"

  Su Lianghui, who was talking with Ye Suhe in the study, heard the shout and hurried down, his face changed immediately: "Jiang Moyuan, let go of Xiaoruan!"

  Jiang Moyuan glanced at Su Ruan coldly, then let go: "Don't let me hear that kind of thing."

  Su Ruan fell to the ground, breathing a bit difficult.

   "Okay." Ye Suhe also walked downstairs, faintly said, "She is now your wife, if you let the outside world see it, something should happen again."

   "Xiao Ruan, don't be angry." Su Lianghui persuaded, "The most important thing now is to solve the problem. You must advance and retreat together."

  Su Ruan kept crying and did not answer at all.

  "You have seen the situation now." Ye Suhe turned the beads and looked at Su Lianghui, "I need funds for turnover, otherwise, there is no way to buy loose stocks."

   Hearing this, Su Lianghui frowned.

  He still has some money, but he doesn't want to take it out.

   But if you don’t do this, Jiang Moyuan will not be able to return to the position of chief executive.

  So in the end, Su Lianghui still compromised: "Okay, I will transfer the money to you."

  Ye Suhe finally smiled after receiving the 30 million from Su Lianghui.

  Just as she was about to go upstairs to prepare, the door of the old house was violently kicked open.

  A dozen shareholders came in, as well as Jiang Huaping and Jiang Chengjun.

  Behind them, a group of media holding cameras followed.

  "What are you doing?" Ye Suhe's face sank, "The old man gave me this house back then. You don't have the right to come in. Now, please go out."

  What if Jiang Huaping and Jiang Chengjun are the biological children of Mr. Jiang?

  Isn’t there a home that can’t be returned?

  "Go out? Ye Suhe, you are so brave!" The old shareholder took up the document in his hand and threw it up in the face of Ye Suhe, "Look at what you did!"

  He raised his head again, looked at Jiang Moyuan, and sneered: "Jiang Moyuan, you are not the blood of the old man, give you ten minutes, pack your things and get out of Jiang's house!"

   "Crack, click—"

   is the sound of shutter pressing.

  　 Every day, Brother Fu walks on the road to cut off all kinds of suspicious peach blossoms.

  (End of this chapter)