Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Throwing a Tantrum
“Just, starting tomorrow, Big Brother and Jing Hao will no longer need to continue working at the company,” Old Madam Zhong’s tone wasn’t severe, yet the words she spoke sent shivers down spines, “As for whether there will be a place for them in the company in the future, that’s unknown.”
At this statent, Zhong Minghao was imdiately agitated, and he barked at Zheng Silin, “Shut your mouth! Is it your place to speak?”
After that, when he looked at Old Madam Zhong again, his eyes were submissive, “Mom, I understand. I will draft the agreent tomorrow. Once the second brother’s child is born, the agreent will take effect and be transferred into the child’s na.”
Giving up two percent of the shares and leaving the company—weighing the importance of each, he could still make a clear distinction.
Even though giving up two percent of the shares was like carving flesh from his own heart, as long as he could stay in the company, there was still a chance. If he and his son left the company, then they would have lost more than half the battle. Even if he found an opportunity to return to the company later, it could never compare to what Zhong Mingyu would have.
However, the thought of handing over two percent of the shares, especially to the second branch, made his heart bleed.
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Thinking this, he couldn’t help but glare viciously at Zhong ngfan. If looks could kill, Zhong ngfan would have been dead by now.
Old Madam Zhong nodded, then turned to Zhong Mingyu, “Second, what do you think of this solution?”
“No matter what ng Fan has done, she is still one of the Zhong Family. If things get out of hand, it will damage our family’s reputation. Plus, ng Fan’s trouble isn’t good for ngxuan and Nianyao’s reputation either. So, having the main branch make compensation and let the matter drop seems best. Do you agree?”
Zhong Mingyu furrowed his brows, looking troubled, but eventually nodded, “Okay, let’s all listen to Mom then!”
Although he looked troubled, his heart was bursting with joy.
From the beginning, he had no intention of sending Zhong ngfan to the police station. After all, his son was now out of danger, and even if Zhong ngfan’s responsibility was pursued, she wouldn’t suffer any serious punishnt. It was better to get so compensation than to bother with that.
He just hadn’t expected such a big and pleasant surprise.
With the decree of Old Madam Zhong, the incident involving Zhong ngfan had also co to a proper conclusion.
The main branch made a substantial sacrifice, giving away two percent of shares. Zhong Mingyu’s unborn son had beco the only person, other than Zhong Niangyao, to hold shares in the third generation of the Zhong Family.
After the matter was resolved, Zhong Niangyao stretched lazily and snickered, then got up to return to her room to rest.
Tonight’s events didn’t involve her much. She ca because everyone else did.
However, the outco of tonight was unexpected, yet it seed within reason.
She felt that after tonight’s events, she truly needed to reassess her position within the family. Her words seed to carry more weight than even Grandpa’s!
It was a night of chaos, yet it seed so calm. After returning to her room, Zhong Niangyao imdiately fell into a deep sleep.
As for everyone else, their emotions were much more complex.
There was no need to ntion Zhong Mingyu; although his son had had a close call, everything had turned out fine in the end. Now he was about to receive two percent of shares. He probably couldn’t sleep tonight.
The main branch, on the other hand, was likely too upset to sleep.
As for the instigator, Zhong ngfan, her mood had plumted to rock bottom in her room.
After going upstairs, the family of four didn’t go to rest but gathered together instead. She had expected a storm of scolding from her father; however, he surprisingly didn’t scold her harshly, which was even more frightening to her.
Her father said that when she was to be married off, he had planned to give her two percent of shares as a dowry to live a more dignified life. But tonight, the shares could be considered given in advance.
Upon hearing this, she felt as though she had been struck by Five Thunders Bombing. Yet, she could say nothing. Because she knew that no matter what she said, it was already too late.
Walking back to her room in a daze, she couldn’t cry, only scream in her heart.
At the sa ti, her hatred for Zhong Niangyao grew deeper. She felt that it was all Zhong Niangyao’s fault that she had ended up like this.
If Zhong Niangyao had been willing to lend her money before, then she wouldn’t have thought about retaliating against Nianyao, and she wouldn’t have done what she did.
Even tonight, if it hadn’t been for Nianyao’s deception, they wouldn’t have been caught red-handed and deprived of the shares.
Thinking about all this, she wished she could dismber Zhong Niangyao a thousand tis.
The matter was over, and regardless of what everyone thought internally, they still maintained a façade of harmony.
Even Zhong Minghao and Zhong Mingyu had reverted to their forr fraternal respect. But how much of that was sincere, only they knew.
Zhong Niangyao wasn’t too interested in these things; she still set up her stall near Tongtian Bridge whenever she had the ti.
But today, she had just set up her stall when she encountered trouble.
In front of Zhong Niangyao’s stall, a brash old woman was creating a scene, claiming that Niangyao had killed her son and demanding a life for a life.
This old woman was none other than Huang Mao’s mother.
It was only when they saw the old woman confronting Niangyao today that the onlookers realized Huang Mao had died a few days ago. His death was said to be grueso, with his organs removed as though it wasn’t done by human hands but rather an evil spirit.
The crowd couldn’t help but rember the fortune Niangyao had predicted for Huang Mao, and recalling Huang Mao’s previous pleas for help, they couldn’t help but revere her.
Zhong Niangyao, looking at the old woman wailing on the ground, ignored her and took out her phone to scroll through it, waiting for a fated person to appear.
Seeing that Niangyao was ignoring her, the old woman beca agitated, stood up, pointed at Niangyao’s nose, and began to curse, “I’m telling you, you killed my son, and if you don’t give an explanation today, I won’t let you off.”
“Your son?” Zhong Niangyao looked up, snorted coldly, and said, “I’ve already read Huang Mao’s fortune; he has neither father nor mother. You’re just an aunt who took care of him for a few days, and now you claim to be his mother?”
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