She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

"Boss." A man came forward to report, "The place to live and where to work have been arranged for you."

The man didn't speak and looked into the distance.

Eighteen years.

It has been eighteen years since he left the city.

Next week is your 70th birthday, and he will show up on time to wish him.

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Meng Qingyan entered Chu Ci's room with a paper bag in her hand.

Chu Ci was playing a game and seemed to be in a good mood.

Meng Qingyan held the file bag, her expression tangled, and she hesitated.

Although she had promised her husband, Meng Qingyan hesitated when she was about to speak.

After struggling for a while, Meng Qingyan finally decided to talk to Chuci about this matter.

"Aci, mom wants to discuss something with you."

"Let's talk." Chu Ci's voice was lazy and cold.

Seeing Chu Ci's cold and calm face, Meng Qingyan felt bitterness in her heart.

"Aci, there is a contract here. I hope you can sign it. You can rest assured that your mother will not harm you. This is all for your good."

Meng Qingyan placed the contract next to Chu Ci's keyboard.

Chuci took it over and flipped through it quickly.

The ten-page contract of Chuci only took a minute.

Seeing Chuci flipping through so quickly, Meng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

After reading it, Chu Ci put the contract aside, his eyes returned to the game interface.

"No sign."

The two-word reply is simple and clear.

"Yes... Any questions?" Meng Qingyan asked cautiously.

"No doubts."

"Then why not sign?" Meng Qingyan asked unwillingly.

Chu Ci turned his head and looked at Meng Qingyan, whose sharp eyes made Meng Qingyan flustered inexplicably.

"I don't want to inherit your family's inheritance. It's one thing, but it's another thing to let me hand over the property inherited from the Chu family to you." Chu Ci said, "Although you hide as much as possible. I have repeatedly emphasized that I am just letting you manage it on your behalf, and promised to give me the annual income. At first glance, it looks like a financial management method, but in fact, as long as I sign this agreement, that part of the property will not belong to It depends on your conscience whether to give or not to pay every year."

Chu Ci could see it clearly, and was not fooled by the complicated superficial description of the ten-page contract.

Meng Qingyan froze, her expression stiff and her body stiff.

After a while, Meng Qingyan found her voice again: "Aci, you are still young, and the real estate is fine. If you inherit the company, it will not be easy to manage. If the company loses, you may lose money. "

Chu Ci replied calmly: "I can choose to sell this part of the equity in exchange for cash, and then give the cash to the wealth management company to help me take care of it, buy some funds with relatively stable income, and save it in the bank for interest. The annual income written on the contract is more."

"Aci, these are originally the property of the Chu family, you share your brother's share, aren't your siblings and brothers after your parents are old?" Meng Qingyan frowned and explained earnestly.

"You want to leave wealth for future generations to be your business, not mine."

"Aci!" Meng Qingyan knelt down, "Aci, just listen to your mother and sign this agreement. There is a reason why your father has a bad attitude towards you. You give him the money. If you take care of it, he will treat you better for the sake of this matter."

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