After the random killings in variety shows, the crazy beauties successfully got out of the circle

Chapter 49 Yan Zi Yun Suspicion!Sky-high inheritance!

Wei Peng shook his head and refused, his tone was gentle, but there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

"The heir to Mr. Yan Min's estate must be present before I can announce that since she is not here, I will come back another day."

With that said, Wei Peng got up and was about to leave.

Yan Ziyun's expression tightened, and he repeatedly stopped, "Lawyer Wei, wait a minute, I'll give her a call."

the other side.

Brightly lit bedroom with stacks of papers on the desk.

Yan Guican held the tablet computer and made the final finishing touches.

On the screen is a light green Chinese-style cheongsam with intricate and exquisite patterns, the buttons are like water droplets, and there are several budding flowers on the cuffs, fresh and natural.

In early spring, everything revives.

Yan Guican examined the draft, and after a while, he put down the pen, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were red.

She got up and went downstairs to pour a cup of coffee and some bread.

After staying in the room for two days, my brain is highly rotated, and now my body is extremely tired.

Yan Guican slept directly on the sofa in the living room after eating.

Woke up at three o'clock in the afternoon, went upstairs to get the phone, charged it and turned it on.

Countless news emerged.

Most of them were called by Yan Ziyun.

Yan Guican slightly raised his eyebrows and pulled his lips.

Was it his first time looking for her?

Coincidentally, a phone call came in.

It is Yan Ziyun.

Yan Guican picked it up with an anxious voice.

"Yan Guican, where are you?"

Yan Guican drank water to moisten his throat, squinted his eyes, and said lazily, "What's the matter?"

"Lawyer Wei Peng is here, come back quickly." Yan Ziyun spoke quickly.

Wei Peng?

Yan Guican's eyes dimmed, and he probably guessed what was going on.

"I'll be right back."

Half an hour later, Yan Guican arrived at Yujiang Villa.

Mama Zhang had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when she saw her coming back, she immediately came up to meet her.

"Miss Yan, you are finally back. Mister has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Guican hid Zhang Ma's hand and entered the door.

Zhang Ma's face froze, and she curled her lips.

Seeing Yan Guican come in, Wei Peng immediately stood up to greet him with a familiar attitude.

"Miss, long time no see."

Yan Guican raised his lips into a smile and nodded slightly. "Uncle Wei."

Yan Ziyun couldn't wait, "Lawyer Wei, since everyone is here, let's start."

Wei Peng glanced at Yan Guican and asked silently.

Yan Guican looked at Yan Ziyun with a half-smile, "Uncle Wei, let's go upstairs."

"Okay." Wei Peng nodded and followed Yan Guican.

Yan Ziyun yelled loudly, "Stop, do you still see me as a father?"

Yan Guican turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Mr. Yan, don't you hate the country people the most? Grandpa has been ill for so many years and you have come back only a few times. Now you still value this three-acre land?"

Yan Ziyun moved his lips, but remained silent for a while.

Yan Guican didn't bother to look at him, and brought Wei Peng into the room.

An Ran's eyes dimmed, and she moved to his side, whispering.

"Husband, not everyone can afford Lawyer Wei. Does your father really have any family property in private?"

Yan Ziyun squinted his eyes, his expression was unclear.

upstairs.

Yan Guican casually put the backpack on the chair, "Uncle Wei, sit down."

"Okay." Wei Peng put the briefcase on the table and swept Yan Guican's tired face.

"Xiao Can, your grandfather was most worried about you when he was alive. If you are not comfortable here, just leave."

He could tell that Yan Ziyun didn't regard her as his own daughter at all.

Come as soon as you are called, and leave as soon as you wave, just like treating a servant.

Yan Guican poured him a glass of water, pulled his lips, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

"I'm leaving, but not now."

Before, she was worried about Grandpa and didn't do anything.

Now, Yan Ziyun must pay the price.

Seeing this, Wei Peng shook his head helplessly.

Yan Guican's temperament is very similar to that of Yan Min when he was young, he made decisive moves, and things he made up his mind to never change easily.

Wei Peng took out a thick stack of documents from his briefcase and placed them on the table one by one.

"Xiao Can, according to my will, I donated 20.00% of all your grandfather's assets to various charities, and the remaining 80.00%, including funds, stocks, real estate, etc., have all been transferred to your name."

Wei Peng took out his pen.

"You sign it."

The total value of these inheritances is terrifying, and he spent days and nights just sorting out the information.

Yan Guican didn't look at it, just signed his name and asked casually.

"Is Sihua's shares in it?"

Wei Peng took out a few pieces of paper from the bottom, "Yes."

Sihua has gone downhill in the past few years, and its market value has been greatly reduced, far inferior to Yan Min's other assets.

After Yan Guican finished signing, he picked it up and flipped through it. There was nothing wrong with it.

All signed, already half an hour later.

The two went downstairs, and after Yan Guican sent Wei Peng away, Yan Ziyun stopped her and spoke softly.

"Xiao Can, it was Dad who was wrong before, but now that Grandpa has passed away, the only relative you have in this world is me."

Yan Ziyun stared at Yan Guican, "Tell Dad, how much inheritance does Grandpa have?"

Yan Guican glanced at the hand in front of him, smiled slightly, "It's just a house in the country."

An Ran next to him couldn't help it anymore, "How is it possible? Wei Peng can be recruited in just one house?"

Yan Guican took a step back and raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle Wei and Grandpa knew each other before, don't you know?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Guican went upstairs.

An Ran still didn't believe it, and pretended to catch up.

Yan Ziyun's temples were throbbing, and he sat on the sofa and scolded softly.

"Okay, it's fine if she doesn't want to say it, anyway, she's still at home and can't escape."

An Ran thought for a while, and calmed down the shawl on her body.

"Husband, if Dad really has so much inheritance, it's too partial. You are his own son, and you don't give it to you at all, leaving it to a little girl."

An Ran's voice was muffled, as if he was defending Yan Ziyun.

Yan Ziyun's eyes were gloomy, and following An Ran's words, a low air pressure lingered all over his body.

-

Sihua headquarters.

"Mr. Wu." The secretary pushed the door in a panic.

Wu Jifang has been pressured by those old men for the past few days, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep for nearly three days.

Seeing the secretary acting recklessly, his face suddenly sank, "What's going on?"

The secretary came over with the phone and handed it to Wu Jifang.

"Mr. Wu, You Yi posted on Weibo this morning, and now the public opinion is all in favor of Sihua, and the stock has plummeted."

Wu Jifang raised his eyes, took the phone, and his usual calm expression broke down.

"A bunch of nonsense."

You blamed all the faults on the company, picking himself clean.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Tian and the others have already arrived at the conference room."

There was a reminder outside the door.

Today is the last day of the five-day period.

Wu Jifang closed his eyes and looked at his phone. The last message was sent to Yan Guican 10 minutes ago.

She hasn't replied yet.

"Let's go." Wu Jifang pulled off the suit jacket on the office chair and walked towards the meeting room.

The conference room is full.

Tian Lin held the thermos cup and drank tea leisurely, feeling proud of the spring breeze.

Seeing Wu Jifang coming in, he chuckled and asked the question knowingly.

"Mr. Wu, where is Missy's design draft?"

Wu Jifang pinched the phone with his fingertips, his knuckles turning white.

(End of this chapter)