Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

With this level of asset class, proletarians like Jian Anran have been working since the Warring States Period until now. It is no exaggeration to say that all the generations of their entire Jian family could not earn such astronomical figures while working together.

The other party handed it over lightly, "Here, if you take one look at it, you might break your leg. Remember to bring sneakers."

In Shen Huainan's eyes, this kind of property is just 28 pages of A4 paper that will break your legs.

Jian Anran just reached out to hold her chin to prevent it from falling, and said slowly, "Only now do I finally realize the fact that you are a rich second generation."

Shen Huainan immediately shook his head and denied, "That's not true."

"Versailles?" Jane Anran asked, "Isn't this rich?"

Shen Huainan was very serious, "That's not it. I'm not a rich second generation."

"To be precise, they are the third generation of rich people."

"..."

Jian Anran (os in her heart): Thank you for the invitation, speechlessness is my mother tongue.

But it is true that Valin, a cash cow, has basically not made any big achievements in Shen Zuoren's generation. As a second-generation rich man, the only thing he did right was to stay in the family.

Shen Huainan is already the third generation of wealth. Kang Shuling's parents originally wanted to marry their daughter to enjoy happiness. Who knew that after following their Shen family for half a lifetime, they were suddenly caught off guard by a transfer of assets in middle age? , who will not collapse?
Shen Huainan deliberately kept a low profile. He got up early the next day and drove a black car to the door of the school living area, attracting the attention of many students who had morning classes.

Through the black cellophane, everyone couldn't see clearly the people in the car, but they all sighed at how a luxury car parked under the dormitory building so early in the morning.

From a distance, he saw Jian Anran pulling out the suitcase. Shen Huainan immediately opened the door and got out of the car, walking in the direction of Jian Anran.

Before she could say hello, he grabbed her suitcase and walked straight to the back of the car. It wasn't until she put the suitcase that Jian Anran just walked to the car.

Shen Huainan opened the passenger door in a very gentlemanly manner, and did not forget to hold the top of the door with his other hand to prevent Jian Anran's head from hitting it.

She experienced such a dramatic process before even waking up. When Jian Anran was sitting in the car, she felt short of breath. Was it nervousness?Why are you so nervous about meeting Shen Huainan?Still excited?Who wouldn't be moved after seeing this?
Shen Huainan exchanged greetings as soon as he got in the car, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jian Anran blurted out in confusion, "That must be bad."

After hearing what Shen Huainan said casually, he asked, "Why can't you sleep well?"

Jian Anran's hand almost touched his shoulder, and she suddenly realized that Shen Huainan was driving now, and her life and death depended on him. She must not act rashly.

She immediately retracted her hand and took out a thick stack of white paper from the bag on the ground. It was the size of an A4 paper. There was transparent tape around the edges of the paper. She spread the paper out, barely able to lay it flat on the ground. on the legs.

Shen Huainan glanced at it and said, "What is this."

"Map of Heron Island."

Shen Huainan was puzzled, "Map?"

Jian Anran began to explain, "I marked all the assets in the document you gave me on the map last night."

Shen Huainan looked down at the map on her lap again. Sure enough, it was densely marked with various locations of asset distribution. She circled each location with a red pen. Outside the leading lines were sticky notes posted by Jian Anran herself. Above It contains information such as the specific building number and building floors.