I turned out to be a rich second generation

Pan Cai's mouth twitches. Aren't you bullying people? How much is my car and how much is yours?

If I smash your car, my family will have to sell iron to pay off the debt?

Seeing the situation, he Qian turned to look at Yang Xiaotian and said, "now do you believe it? Get in the car. "

Believe it! You smashed someone's BMW without frowning. How can I not believe it.

Without saying a word, Yang Xiaotian went to Rolls Royce.

At noon, on the top floor of the twin towers.

Gemini building is built on the Bank of Yanjiang river. The two buildings rise to the sky and echo each other from afar. Therefore, it is called Gemini building. It is a landmark building in Yanjing city.

At the moment, Yang Xiaotian can't sit still.

Because in the past hour, he was informed to inherit the 50 billion fortune of Yang Jun, the last chairman of Gemini group.

Just then, the door of the office was pushed open and a man and a woman came in.

"Hello, hello." Yang Xiaotian looks a coagulation, forced to put away all the emotions, trying to look very calm.

"Sit down. My name is he Qian. I'm your grandfather's client. This is lawyer Zhou Wen He Qian is in her twenties and thirties. She is wearing professional clothes. The clothes inside can't cover her magnificent twin peaks.

A wave of long hair just fell on the chest, only revealing the white gap.

Her legs are straight and slender, her facial features are exquisite to the extreme, but there is no expression on her face.

Clearly have hot body, but gave birth to an iceberg like face.

Zhou Wen does not smile. He nods to Yang Xiaotian, saying hello.

"You should know everything, then I'll make a long story short." He Qian made a look at Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen immediately understood and took out a thick contract of testamentary succession from his purse and put it on the table.

Yang Xiaotian sat upright, staring at the contract on the table, thinking that as long as I signed the contract, I would be a 10 billion millionaire.

As for Yang Jun, who left a huge legacy to Yang Xiaotian, to be honest, Yang Xiaotian has no impression at all.

He grew up in an orphanage. He didn't even know his parents' names. How could he know he had a grandfather?

However, whether Yang Xiaotian is a descendant of Yang Jun or not, he has decided to inherit the huge legacy he has sent to his family!

"Take a look at this contract. Is there anything else to add?" He Qian pushes the contract to Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian pretended to be calm, pretended to take up the contract, looked at it twice, put it back, and asked carefully: "as long as I sign this contract, can I inherit my grandfather's 50 billion?"

"Yes." He Qian nodded with a smile.

"All right! I'll sign it Yang Xiaotian can't wait to take over the signature pen from Zhou Wen. Maliu'er writes down his name on the contract.

50 billion! I'm coming.

Yang Xiaotian tries not to make himself laugh. He hands the contract and hands it to he Qian.

He Qian checked carefully and handed Yang Xiaotian a black bank card. "This is the account that Gemini group specially applied for for for you. The password is your birthday and the amount is 100 million."

"Don't you want to inherit 50 billion? Why is there only 100 million left? " Yang Xiaotian was stunned. It was 49.9 billion yuan. He felt as if a piece of meat had been cut off.

Pointing to the black and white words on the contract, Zhou Wen explained: "according to Mr. Yang's will, you can inherit another 49.9 billion yuan only when you are approved by the board of directors of the group."

"If you want to be recognized by the board of directors, I suggest you start from the grassroots level of the group." Zhou Wenwen said.

"I'm not a member of Gemini group. How can I get the approval of the board of directors of Gemini group?" Yang Xiaotian complained.

He Qian patiently explained: "according to Yang's will, after his death, you will be the new chairman of Gemini group."

Chairman of Gemini group!

Yang Xiaotian's eyes widened in surprise. I'm a courier. What's my ability to be the chairman of Gemini group.

"Otherwise, I'll use this 100 million first. As for the chairman of the group, I think you are very good. Otherwise, you can help me manage it first."

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile.

He believed that since he Qian was chosen by his grandfather as the client, he naturally expected that, so he was allowed to manage on his behalf.

"Yes." He Qian nodded.

"If there's nothing more to do with me, I'll go first." Yang Xiaotian picks up the black card on the table.

"Wait a minute." He Qian clapped her hands and a mature woman came outside.

She is tall, protruding forward and backward, wearing a red suit. Her face is very beautiful, only a little less than he Qian.

He Qian is like an iceberg on the ocean, and she is the hot lava in the volcano.

Especially in her eyes, Yang Xiaocai stares at her for ten seconds, and feels as if her soul is going to be taken away by her, enchanting to the extreme.

"Yang Xiaotian, this is Lily. From now on, she is your personal secretary, responsible for recording your every expense! You can also tell her what you need. "

"As long as money can solve things, she can help you solve them!"

He Qian light said.

"Mr. Yang is good." With a charming smile, Xu Lili wriggles to Yang Xiaotian.

Gollum!

Yang Xiaotian swallows her saliva and looks at her sexy and enchanting expression and hot figure. It's really imaginative.

"Can you help me customize a set of food, drink, housing and Transportation Standards for 10 billion millionaires?"

Calm down, Yang Xiaotian left this sentence.

"No problem, Mr. Yang." She replied with a smile.

Xu Lili is going to make arrangements.

Yang Xiaotian left the twin towers alone!

"Ten billion millionaires, chairman of Gemini group!" Yang Xiaotian kept talking.

These two identities, casually bring out one, it is sensational Yanjing, but the country's cattle force identity.

But these two identities are all gathered on Yang Xiaotian.

Song Wanjun, you are close to a millionaire, but lost a 10 billion, regret it?

The corner of Yang Xiaotian's mouth rises slightly. Laozi is also a rich man now. We should let those who looked down upon and belittled me look at it!

"Secretary, make arrangements. I'm going to a classmate party tomorrow!"

There are not many five-star hotels in Yanjing city. If you ask a little about the next year, you will know where tomorrow's classmate party will be held.

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

The next night, Yang Xiaotian arrived at the banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel early.

The former classmates came in one after another, but they didn't notice Yang Xiaotian who arrived early, and no one even came forward to say hello to him.

After all, after so many years of graduation, Yang Xiaotian is the only one who still earns three or four thousand a month.

Almost all people exclude Yang Xiaotian, and even don't want to sit at the same table with him.

As more and more people came in, the hall became lively.

Yang Xiaotian fixed his eyes and pan Cai arrived.

The people sitting at Pan Cai's table are basically those who have done well after graduation, or who have money at home.

Pan Cai also saw Yang Xiaotian and was slightly surprised, "Oh, isn't this our 10 billion dollar millionaire Yang Xiaotian?"