Yuxiang

"Ah sneeze!"

Murong Xianxian, who was holding a cartoon swimming ring, sneezed loudly, "It's all you, what kind of swimming are you swimming now?!"

"Hey! You are too weak, okay?"

Du Fei'er paddled to Murong Xianxian's side, tilted his head to look at her: "It doesn't seem like he's caught a cold, hey... Could it be that Yue Peng Buju is talking about you?"

"Screw you!"

Murong Xianxian glared at him: "Hey, baby Feier, to tell you the truth, sister here has a sum of money that she wants to invest, grandma is retired anyway, and the cold drink stand is exposed to wind and rain every day, how can I keep up with the rent?" A small shop for business?"

"Where did you get the money? Didn't you say that the inheritance is only property but not money?" Du Feier asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, my sister's money is aboveboard. Putting money in the bank will only generate a small amount of interest. It's better to take it out for business. You and my sister each have half of the shares. I heard that there are preferential policies for college students to start businesses. Woolen cloth."

But Du Feier said worriedly: "You don't know my aunts and uncles, if they knew that grandma opened a shop to make money, wouldn't they turn grandma's wallet upside down?"

"So in the name of both of us."

Murong Xianxian put one arm around Du Fei'er's fragrant shoulder: "Your uncles and the others are shameless, but they can't encourage grandma to take the boss's money, right?"

"Then what business?" Du Feier asked.

"Selling spices."

"Spice? Scent House?"

"Yes, you should go back and ask grandma for advice. With this small shop, we have enough money for our tuition and medical treatment."

"Is it really that profitable? Hey, I heard that there is a school in the development zone that enrolls children with autism. They go to school with normal children, and there are special teachers and nursing staff. The tuition is quite expensive. If If you really make money, you can let Xiaoxiao go to school."

"Is this really the case? Then go and find out where that school is."

"Lafayette, this slave is being polite!"

Du Fei'er was taken aback, "Hey, why haven't you changed your ringtone? Be careful and use it again, no one will call you."

"It's okay, this ringtone is usually for strangers."

Murong Xianxian got out of the swimming pool, put on a bar of soap and ran to answer the phone, "You take Xiaoxiao to take a bath, he can do it by himself, just put some hot water on it."

The call was from Zhu Shiying, and she asked Murong Xianxian to meet at Tianlong Seafood Restaurant.For this invitation, Murong Xianxian is not surprised, but until today... She also admires that person's tenacity, things will happen sooner or later, she can't help it, thinking of this, Murong Xianxian can't help complaining why Master didn't come sooner Get these things done.

Tianlong Seafood Square is a high-end place. Although the bar where Murong Xianxian works is good, compared to this kind of place, it is definitely the gap between heaven and hell.Because she had something on her mind, Murong Xianxian didn't bother to appreciate and look at the environment here, and went directly to the agreed room and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a young man in his 20s. This young man had dark skin but a good figure. He looked a bit like Zhu Shiying, and his eyes were very bright.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The young man frowned and looked at Murong Xianxian. The look in his eyes was very uncomfortable, showing arrogance and scrutiny.

"I'm looking for Ms. Zhu Shiying." She said calmly.In fact, she was not familiar with Zhu Guoen's family members at all. In the old man's words, it would be best for them not to have any contact with each other in the future and to be like strangers.It's just that she can't do this yet, otherwise she shouldn't be here today.

"Are you Murong Xianxian? Please come in, please come in."

The young man's tone was a little more enthusiastic, but his eyes were even more curious.

Murong Xianxian walked into the room, there were two men inside, but Zhu Shiying was not there, which made her a little puzzled, and she turned to look at the young man.

"Hello, my name is Wen Qiang, and Zhu Shiying is my mother."

With a smile on his face, the young man stretched out his hand to introduce himself.

Murong Xianxian gently shook his hand and asked, "Why isn't Ms. Zhu here?"

Wen Qiang smiled, "My mother can't come here temporarily. This is my father, and this is lawyer Li Kun, the legal consultant of our group."

Murong Xianxian also responded with a smile: "Legal advisor? Wouldn't it be complete if there was another judge?"

She came to a seat and sat down, looking at Wen Qiang's father: "I know you, Mr. Wen Youfu, please tell me if you have anything to do, I still have something to do."

"Did Murong Xiu have some misunderstanding? Wen Qiang, let the waiter serve the food first, let's talk slowly." Wen Youfu's face changed slightly, but a smile appeared on his face immediately.

"You're welcome, we didn't come here to eat." Murong Xianxian stopped Wen Qiang, "According to what Master said, after the old man passed away, there should be no more interaction between me and your Zhu family, but some I'm afraid things won't be broken immediately, so I'm here, please tell me if you have anything to say."

"Hey, how could my grandfather say such things?" Wen Qiang said beside him.

Murong Xianxian turned her head and looked at him: "How much do you know about Master? Do you know his old man's legacy?"

Wen Qiang shook his head in a daze.

"Of course you don't know. Because this is a tradition, there is only the relationship between master and disciple. I don't think you will even know my name before the death of master." Murong Xianxian said.

"Hehe, Murong Xiu, please come here this time, we are not discussing traditional issues."

Wen Youfu felt that this building was a bit out of the way, so he quickly took over the conversation: "Murongxiu is quick to talk, and I don't go around in circles. May I ask, are the spice formulas in Wenxiangfang in Murongxiu's hands?"

"That's right, it's here." Murong Xianxian nodded.

"As far as I know, the brand Wenxiangfang has been registered by my father-in-law in China and many overseas countries. Now you are the owner of these brands, right?" Wen Youfu asked again.

"That's right, that's right."

"That's it, Murong Xiu. Our Zhu's Group is going to invest 200 million to buy all the formulas in your hands. This is the first plan; the second plan is that you can invest in technology, convert the formulas into shares, and become the Zhu's Group." Shareholders enjoy the division of labor every year. Attorney Li has prepared all the documents, please go through them first.”

Wen Youfu nodded to Li Kun, and the lawyer immediately opened his purse, took out two printed documents and pushed them in front of Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian just glanced at it, but didn't pick it up, "Mr. Wen, no matter which plan it is, the result is that I have to hand over the formula of the spice, right?"

"That's right." Wen Youfu nodded.

"Then we have nothing to talk about."

Murong Xianxian stood up: "Mr. Wen, there will be no need for similar meetings in the future. We don't have time to waste on this topic." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Wen Youfu was stunned: "Hey, what kind of negotiating attitude does she have?"

"Come on dad, he's a student, not a businessman, what kind of attitude do you want from him." Wen Qiang laughed from the side, quite gloating.

"You kid... call your mother quickly." Wen Youfu glared at him.