"No... what rits does Zhan Xiao have to be listed as the second-in-line successor!"
Noticing the sarcasm in the Old Master’s words, Wen Zhanxiao felt a sense of doom in his heart and quickly waved his hands, declining, "I’m just making a suggestion, that’s all."
If he really accepted at this ti, he feared that Old Master Wen would definitely beco suspicious of him, making it even more difficult for him to move against Wen Biyu in the future.
That’s why Wen Zhanxiao refused right away.
"At least you’re aware of your own limitations!"
Wen Tianning scoffed coldly, his gaze sweeping around the room, and said in a chilling tone, "The reason I appointed a professional manager as the family’s second-in-line successor today is to tell everyone present not to harbor any improper ambitions!"
"What I give you, that is yours, what I don’t give you, none of you can snatch away!"
"Biyu is the sole successor I have designated for the family, you must all assist her well!"
"If anyone is dissatisfied, they can leave, I will not hold them back, I’ll even give them a generous severance package!"
"I’ll speak plainly now, those who stay, whoever thinks about tripping up Biyu or employing any underhanded sches, I will not let them off lightly!"
After delivering a blow with the club, naturally, one had to offer a date as compensation.
A smile appeared on Wen Tianning’s face, and his tone beca much more pleasant, "Of course, if you can assist Biyu well, I will consider increasing your share of the family’s profit dividends."
"Any objections?"
Everyone looked at each other, who would dare to object?
Wen Corporation was founded by Old Master Wen, and on a regular basis, it was his word that was the law. Who dared to defy him?
At this mont, Wen Zhanyun raised both hands, quickly responding to the situation, "Second Uncle, rest assured, as long as I, Wen Zhanyun, am here, I absolutely will not allow anyone to harm Biyu."
"I will do my utmost to assist Biyu!"
"Brown-noser! Pfft!"
Wen Zhanxiao cursed inwardly but was helpless to do otherwise, he could only echo the sentint, "Second Uncle, too."
"Hmm."
Wen Tianning nodded, then said to his granddaughter, "Biyu, aren’t you going to thank your fifth uncle and sixth uncle?"
Wen Biyu smiled lightly, and said, "Thank you, fifth uncle, sixth uncle for your support. With both of you here, our Wen Family can definitely develop rapidly."
The ancestral hall was filled with an aura of harmony, everyone clapped their hands, and it seed like everything was developing just as Old Master Wen had envisioned.
...
anwhile, Mo Han bought so fries and chicken nuggets from a nearby mall and brought them ho.
As soon as he arrived ho, he saw a red Porsche parked in the courtyard, which belonged to his wife, Luo Ning.
At this ti, shouldn’t Luo Ning be at the studio arranging work? Why would she suddenly be back?
With a creak, before he could push the door open, the room’s door swung open.
A young girl wearing an apron and carrying a trash bag walked out, nearly bumping heads with Mo Han.
"Why is it you?"
Mo Han was taken aback. The girl standing before his house wearing an apron was Su Xiaolei, whom he had t in the morning.
Wasn’t she arranged by Ning’er to stay at the hotel? How co she was in his house?
Truth be told, Mo Han felt a deep sense of guilt toward Su Xiaolei. If it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t have suffered that way.
"Mo Brother, I..."
Seeing that it was Mo Han, Su Xiaolei blushed all the way to the base of her neck, hung her head, and could not continue speaking.
Fortunately, Luo Ning, who heard the noise, walked out of the room and said, "Mo Han, I brought Xiaolei back ho."
"I thought about it, and it isn’t good to leave Xiaolei alone in the hotel. Since we have plenty of room at ho, I invited her to stay with us."
She then deliberately lowered her voice, "Xiaolei isn’t in a condition to return to the school dorms right now, so I’ve arranged for her to stay at our place temporarily."
"As soon as she ca to our house with , she insisted on doing chores to earn her keep. I tried to convince her for quite a while, but she wouldn’t listen to a word."
"Sigh." Mo Han sighed, a tone of self-reproach in his voice, "I have wronged Su Xiaolei, if it weren’t for , she wouldn’t have suffered this fate."
He stepped forward, reaching for the trash bag in Su Xiaolei’s hand, "Xiaolei, you can stay here as long as you like. There’s no problem at all."
"As for house cleaning, leave it to . Normally, I do the cleaning around the house anyway."
Su Xiaolei still hung her head, her hands clutching the trash bag tightly, she whispered in a voice only Mo Han could hear, "Mo... Brother Mo, I don’t want to trouble you."
"You’re kindly sheltering , and yet I’m not good for anything but housework. Let help you with the chores to alleviate your burden,"
"Just consider it paying for my stay here the past few days, okay?"
The last "okay?" she whispered as she bit her lip and looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.
Mo Han disliked seeing girls cry the most, especially when the girl had been involved in such an incident because of him, and even though Cheng Debiao had already received his just desserts, Su Xiaolei could not start over.
With a sudden smile, he handed her a tissue, "Alright, I’ve been wanting to relax a bit anyway. Welco to our ho, Su Student. From now on, you’ll be in charge of the household cleaning."
"Ning’er, you’re responsible for paying Su Student her wages!"
"Mhm." Luo Ning nodded, speaking before Su Xiaolei could refuse, "We’ll pay the standard market rate, two hundred a day, Su Student, with food and lodging included, no problem, right?"
Su Xiaolei was deeply moved, "Sister Luo, I..."
"Okay then, that’s happily decided!"
Luo Ning chuckled and pulled Mo Han inside, "Mo Han, co inside, I still have things to discuss with you."
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