"By the way, what did you want to see
for?" Hao Jian asked Yuan Shanshan.
"Oh, that's because you gave
the suggestion to design a ring for mothers, didn't you? I wanted to show you my sketch."
After saying this, Yuan Shanshan handed over the folder she was carrying to Hao Jian.
When Hao Jian took a look, his eyes imdiately lit up, "Carnation?"
"Yes, the carnation symbolizes elegance and motherly love. That's all I could think of for now, what do you think? Is it good?"
Yuan Shanshan looked at Hao Jian sowhat nervously, fearing that he would reject her proposal.
"Good, of course it's good!" Hao Jian nodded vigorously:
"Your idea is pretty great. Anyone who sees this ring will imdiately think of mothers; there's nothing more appropriate than this."
"Really?"
Yuan Shanshan's face was flushed with excitent, feeling that getting Hao Jian's approval pleased her more than the company's approval.
"Of course, the group's anniversary is in a month. You can take this opportunity to launch this product then, and I'm sure it will be very popular," Hao Jian said with finality.
This was a breakthrough for Yuan Shanshan. Few companies design a ring specifically for mothers, but Yuan Shanshan did, and it was sure to elicit a good response.
"Then I'll take your word for it."
With Hao Jian's approval, Yuan Shanshan also gained confidence.
"By the way, are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner, as a way to thank you."
Upon hearing this, Hao Jian was imdiately startled and looked at Yuan Shanshan warily:
"You're not trying to hit on , are you?"
"..."
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At eight o'clock in the evening, Hao Jian drove ho alone, as Shu Ya was busy with a eting and would be occupied until midnight, so she had asked him to go back first.
As he parked the car downstairs, Hao Jian heard arguing coming from upstairs.
"Sister Lan, just sign the paper obediently. You can't fight those developers," a portly middle-aged man said with a sycophantic smile on his face, but his chubby cheeks made the smile seem quite disgusting.
"You can forget about it; I will absolutely not sell this house!" Sister Lan stood with Tongtong behind her, her expression stern.
"That's not for you to decide. If you don't sign, I'll make your life miserable!"
Behind the fat man, a man with a face covered in scars, Scarface, spoke nacingly.
His glare was enough to make Tongtong burst into tears!
But thinking of what Hao Jian had told her about protecting her mother, Tongtong imdiately puffed out her little chest, stepped in front of Sister Lan, and said in her childish voice:
"If you dare to ss around, I'll call the police and have them arrest you!"
A warmth surged in Sister Lan's heart.
"Police? Haha." Scarface was amused by Tongtong:
"If we were afraid of the police, we wouldn't co here."
"Sister Lan, just listen to my advice. Take the compensation and live a good life with Tongtong. You can't fight them. The property developer has a lot of power in Hua City, with connections in both the police force and the municipal office. Even calling the police is useless," Fatty earnestly said.
"Wang Zhendong, you claim to have been good brothers with my husband, and now you're colluding with strangers to bully my daughter and . Are you even human?"
Sister Lan was filled with rage. Wang Zhendong used to get along well with her late husband, like brothers. When Wang Zhendong first arrived in Hua City, he had nothing, and it was her kind-hearted husband who took him in, provided for him, and found him a job.
But even then, she felt Wang Zhendong's gaze on her was not quite right, and she ntioned it to her husband, who scolded her for Wang Zhendong's sake.
Her husband had trusted Wang Zhendong so much, but Sister Lan could never have imagined that after her husband died, he would side with a stranger to bully her and her daughter.
Being criticized like this, Wang Zhendong's face also turned ugly:
"Your husband has been dead for a long ti, Sister Lan. People need to look forward. What's the use of hanging onto that broken house? The compensation the developers are offering is not low; it's enough for you to buy two such houses."
"This is what my husband left for , I will definitely not sell it!"
Sister Lan firmly refused. The reason she clung to this place was that it held beautiful mories for her and Tongtong, allowing her to occasionally reminisce about the departed.
If she moved away, she feared she would never be able to recapture that feeling again.
This had nothing to do with money; it was all about sentint,
"Not selling? If you won't sell, I'll have you sold into prostitution in the Philippines!" Scarface threatened with a sinister expression.
At that mont, his gangsters behind him were striking their palms with wooden clubs, each of them wearing a nacing face, and threateningly looking at Sister Lan.
Sister Lan hurriedly pulled Tongtong backwards, increasingly uneasy in her heart.
"Sister Lan, don't bla , Brother Dong, for not helping you. It's your own stubbornness, insisting on opposing them. You're not afraid for yourself, but what about Tongtong? Don't you care about her?"
Wang Zhendong's face slowly revealed a sneer; he had lost his patience and started threatening Sister Lan.
Sister Lan's expression suddenly stiffened, and she panickedly said:
"No, don't hurt Tongtong."
Seeing this, Wang Zhendong was taken aback at first, but then a vile smile quickly erged at the corner of his mouth. Indeed, Tongtong was her weakness.
"I can agree not to harm Tongtong, as long as you spend one night with . This way, I can not only guarantee not to hurt Tongtong but also talk to the developers for you and get you so more money. How about that?"
Wang Zhendong chuckled lewdly, his lascivious gaze sweeping over Sister Lan's voluptuous body!
"In your dreams!"
Sister Lan was so angry that her face turned red, and her lips nearly burst with blood. Wang Zhendong indeed harbored foul thoughts toward her.
"Sister Lan, it's been so long since your big brother passed away. It's hard for you to care for Tongtong all by yourself. If you were with , wouldn't you be so much better off? We could raise Tongtong together, and now that I have so influence in the real estate company, I won't let you suffer," Wang Zhendong said earnestly.
"Wang Zhendong, you shaless beast, how can you say such things? How can you live up to my husband?"
Sister Lan pointed at Wang Zhendong and cursed furiously, her trembling body unable to contain her anger. To think her husband had considered him a brother, and yet this man proved to be so depraved.
"Sister Lan, now that it's co to this, I might as well stop pretending. I've liked you for a long ti. My feelings for you are no less than that bookworm's. Give Brother Dong a chance, will you?"
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