The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Well, I'll talk about that position later. Ah Yan, adjust Feng's shares and transfer 3% to rou'er under my name."

"Leave the scenery next to Yi Rou's house empty, and take rou'er and Niannian to choose their favorite furniture."

"I remember that rou'er studied design in the past. She also studied design in college and took medicine as an elective."

The old man looked at Xia Yinian, and his smile was spoiled and proud.

It is obvious that it is natural to learn an elective subject so well within a semester.

His granddaughter must be no worse than others. How can she not be proud?

"After Jingran's residence, you'll be your closed home. You should take some time to dress up." the old man continued happily.

"There are two more people at home. It just feels different."

"Therefore, you should treat obediently, so that you can live a long life." Xia Yinian took the old man's hand and raised a happy smile on his face.

"I know what to do, Grandpa." Feng Yan responded.

"Old man, let's read all the shares of Feng. I'm old and can't use so much," Shen Qing said.

She didn't think how much Feng's 3% was worth, but this time she came back, not for money, so it was really unnecessary.

"Shares can be written under Niannian's name, but now that you are the one who closes our family, I certainly can't watch you suffer any more."

Feng Heng's guilt towards rou'er is true to everyone.

Shen Qing's attitude towards the old man is also respectful, but we don't know whether she will still choose to hate the old man after she recovers her memory.

Many things can't be put down if you can put them down.

If the old man didn't agree, the three of them might still be living well.

Feng Heng knew that he had really made a mistake and could not expect much. He could only make some compensation to Shen Qing.

"Ah Yan." the old man looked at Feng Yan again, "open a private account for Aunt Rou, deposit three billion first, and then pay dividends every year."

"Yes, Grandpa," Feng Yan replied.

What else Shen Qing wanted to say was stopped by Xia Yinian.

"Mom, Grandpa gave it to you. You should take it, or he would give it to me."

Xia Yinian knows what grandpa means, and he really owes his mother. Fortunately, his mother is still here, so he can give her a chance to be filial to her for the rest of her life.

"And you gave birth to such a lovely and clever daughter to the Feng family. This money is nothing. I'll earn it back."

Hearing Xia Yinian's words, not only Feng Heng, but also Feng Yan and Feng Jin laughed.

"Also." Xia Yinian glanced at everyone and continued, "you give me such a big gift, I immediately feel Alexander."

"I now have 30% of the shares, and my mother's 3% is still mine. A total of 33% is really enough."

"So I decided to give one percent back to Grandpa, and there were 32 percent left. Our four brothers and sisters were eight percent each. That's fair."

"You don't want to put such a heavy burden on me. Can I breathe?"

Xia Yi read the slave's lips, took a sip of juice, and complained that he was a little dry mouth.

"Niannian doesn't need to do anything. What should be done is still handled by me. For the time being, I'm still the president of Feng family." Feng Yan responded.