Fake daughters are wealthy

Ma'am, her vest is making a splash in the city again

"Zong Jin, do you have a question?" Mr. Jiang asked Jiang Zongnan's opinion before turning his head to ask Jiang Zongjin again.

Jiang Zongnan just came back from the company, dressed in suits and leather shoes, and over the years, the Jiang family's connections have basically been left to him to take care of. He has dealt with prominent people in Beijing all the year round, and he has developed a serious and elegant sense of majesty.

The aura in his body is actually the same as that of Ye Wangchuan and Qin Si, and it is the kind of difference from ordinary people that only those who have been in high positions all the year round can have.

Compare with him.

Jiang Zongjin is more like tens of thousands of ordinary people in the capital city. He dresses plainly and doesn't pay attention to famous brands, and his dressing style is not so formal. He wears an ordinary casual jacket with a sweatshirt inside, and his temperament is not as Jiang Zongnan. generally protruding.

He also wears glasses, which lowers his spirit even more, and he looks very bookish.

At first glance, he does not belong to the kind of successful people.

No one like that.

But compared to Jiang Zongnan, Jiang Zongjin lived a more ordinary and real life.Old Man Jiang asked him, hesitation flashed across his face for a moment, he pursed his lips, ignored Tang Wanru's staring gaze, and nodded: "Dad, I'm fine."

"Okay." Mr. Jiang asked the two brothers for their opinions, then looked away, and ordered the nurse beside him to pour him a glass of water, and said calmly, "Since everyone has no objections, I will continue."

Mr. Jiang then divided up all the shares and real estate of the Jiang family.

For Tang Wanru, this kind of division is undoubtedly cutting her flesh, because Jiang Zongjin has not been in charge for many years, and all these things are left to their family to take care of, and they don't even ask for dividends every year.

Dividing it out now is tantamount to letting them give it away for nothing.

But Jiang Zongnan had no objection throughout the whole process. Even if she was extremely angry, she could only endure desperately until Mr. Jiang finished dividing up all the property.

Tang Wanru's face turned green.

Can't say a word.

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At the same time, in the Peony Hall on the third floor of the Imperial Mansion, the president of Tsinghua University and the Ministry of Culture booked the banquet hall.

Ye Wangchuan didn't take the main seat today, he gave up the main seat to Liang Conglin, and chose to sit on the left side of Liang Conglin.

Probably due to drinking some wine, his handsome face was now glowing with a layer of color, and the thin crimson was like a red glow in the sky, dazzling.

True to that.

Between the color of the sky and the color of the water, Ye Wangchuan is the third most beautiful in Beijing!

However, no matter how beautiful it is, few people at the banquet have the courage to appreciate this stunning beauty. Basically, everyone can not look at him, try not to look there, lest they will offend this master.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan seems to be extremely talkative today.

People from the Ministry of Culture took the lead in toasting him, but he didn't refuse, and drank a few glasses to save face.

In addition, several professors in Tsinghua University didn't know his identity very well. Seeing the people from the Ministry of Culture toasting Ye Wangchuan, they chatted happily and toasted Ye Wangchuan as well.

One to two to go.

Ye Wangchuan drank at least half a catty of white wine at the dinner table.

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Ordinary people drink half a catty and get drunk early, but he is okay, he just unbuttoned a shirt button, rolled up the cuffs of his clothes to dissipate heat, leaned on the chair, his eyes were dark and deep, and there was no sign that he was drunk .

It's just that someone came to toast again, and he looked lazy and didn't continue to drink any more...

Liang Conglin had another round of drinking with the people from the Ministry of Culture. When he turned around, he saw the man sitting there looking at his mobile phone. He found a gap and asked him cautiously, "Young Master Ye, are you okay?"