I am busy stocking up during the apocalyptic natural disasters, while others are hoarding food and I

Many businessmen present were blushing and heart-beating, wishing they could take this piece of cake.

The Bo Group, also considered a well-known company in City B, gives away 30% of the profits, which is the same as giving away the company directly!

Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes at Wang Mingwan and choked on her words: "Wang Mingwan, you are a stepmother, do you have the right to make decisions for the Bo family? It is true that Bo Jianli drowned, but he also had a biological son, and the Bo family should be That child inherits.”

Wang Mingwan hated people saying she was a mistress. She glared at her and retaliate rudely, "I am the first heir to my husband's will. Mrs. Zhou, your husband has too many heirs. You want me?" Can I help you count?"

The usually obscure secrets of the wealthy family were revealed one by one during the women's quarrels, causing the crowd to widen their eyes and look extremely gossipy.

"Ahem... I've already got candidates for the few remaining positions in the building. Those of you who don't have jobs for the time being, don't worry. The host said that a new group of jobs may be available in a few days. You should be in time when the time comes. Pay attention and we will notify everyone.”

Gu Yu made a final decision and rejected the twists and turns among women.

Then he walked away quickly without looking back, for fear of being caught if he took a slow step. He hated people pestering him the most.

*

"Zhou Qing! Are you alive too?"

Zhou Qing felt a tingling sensation on his right shoulder. He turned around and saw a familiar, ferocious face. He ran so fast that his shabby clothes almost fell apart.

"Mrs. Bo, are you among the tourists who came today? Great, Mr. Bo is also here, right?"

Zhou Qing frowned slightly, ignoring the discomfort caused by his shoulders, and was really happy for Wang Mingwan.

Zhou Qing had previously presented herself as a gentle, dignified, and elegant lady, so that Zhou Qing did not realize the dissatisfaction in Wang Mingwan's tone.

"He is dead, and you two have been living here? Have you never gone out?"

Zhou Qing did not set up many lines of defense against Wang Mingwan, but at the same time she would resolutely keep Shen Ruoran's secrets and not reveal too much: "Yes, we are lucky."

With her fingers pinching a mark on her thigh, Wang Mingwan could barely hide the jealousy in her eyes. Why, a peasant woman and a bastard were already living in an absolutely safe zone at the beginning of the natural disaster, yet she and Bo Jianli had to suffer so much.

"Zhou Qing, take me home immediately." Wang Mingwan didn't have the key to Room 3001. She knew that Bo Zhiya would never open the door for her, and now only Zhou Qing could let her use it.

Although Bo Zhiya is in debt, the house is genuine and can accommodate her.

Zhou Qing had no doubt that she had already got off work and was going back.

Relying on the fact that Zhou Qing was an honest person, Wang Mingwan asked her about the building, Bo Zhiya and Zhou Qing himself without any secret.

"What? Not only do you have no debt, you can save a lot of wealth every month."

Zhou Qing encouraged: "Madam, you can do it too. All the tenants in the building have jobs, and the wealth they earn every day is enough to meet normal life needs."

Wang Mingwan gritted her teeth secretly, that little beast Bo Zhiya actually instigated other people in the building to lie to her, what an immature bastard!

Before the elevator reached the 30th floor, Wang Mingwan had already thought of more than a dozen ways to deal with her stepson, and wanted to take the wealth in his account as her own.

Even Zhou Qing's was included in her name.

[Face recognition passed. 】

The door opened, and the layout inside was still the same as before the natural disaster struck.

Wang Mingwan's eyes grew hot, and she followed Zhou Qing in.

【warn! warn! This person does not have permission to enter. 】