Hearing this, Meng Junjie and Mrs. Meng's faces showed a smug smile,

"Shu ran, how much money do you have now? It's better to take all that money out and let the family fill the gap. " Old lady Meng said slowly: "in this way, the family will certainly be able to tide over this difficulty."

"If you think the family is eating your money, we can give you a share." What Meng Junjie said should be taken for granted.

But Meng shuran didn't answer the old lady's words for the first time. She fell into silence directly.

Although Mrs. Meng's tone was very mild, she didn't say when to pay back the money. Although she has a high seniority, Meng shuran has been expelled from the family now.

In addition, what Meng Junjie said about the share issue, the 60% shares of the Meng family, are all cheated by old lady Meng and Meng Junjie from her hands.

"Well, that's nice to say!" Song Yan can't help but give old lady Meng a white eye.

In the past, she might have a little respect for old lady Meng, but now Meng shuran has been able to earn money. Her mother has no worries about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Song Yan really doesn't pay attention to old lady Meng.

"Come on, mom, don't talk about grandma." Meng shuran turned his head and looked at old lady Meng: "grandma, I promise to help the Meng family. Tomorrow I will transfer the money to the family account."

In fact, the reason why Meng shuran made such a decision is mostly because of song Yan. Although she still has 40 or 50 million yuan in her hand, if she doesn't take it out, she will be lost by her mother.

But this time, Meng shuran had a long memory and took the lead in saying, "I can give money, but I want 40% of the equity of the Meng family."

"No problem. I knew Shu ran would pay more attention to the Meng family." Meng Laofu is very happy to say that now the Meng family's equity is just like white paper. If you take it out, it is estimated that 80% of the equity will be less than 10 million.

"OK, grandma, that's what we've decided. Let the family lawyer prepare the materials when you go back." Meng shuran calmly said that instead of letting song Yan lose all her money, it's better to change it into equity and hold it in her own hands. This time, she will definitely not give Meng Junjie the slightest chance.

"Well, I'll let them prepare when I get back this afternoon." Old lady Meng hesitated for a moment, and then said, "tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. You two should go back to Meng's house to have a meal, and let all the people know that you have returned to Meng's house."

"Forget it, grandma. I'm studying in Yanyuan now. I don't know if I have time then." Meng shuran didn't want to be with Mrs. Meng: "grandma, I'm better off with my friends. I'll meet you in Qinhan street, so I'll excuse you first."

"Well, then you should have a good time and pay attention to safety. Junjie and I will go back first." After saying this, Mrs. Meng got up and left. She didn't have anything to say about Meng shuran's attitude. After all, the purpose she came here today has been achieved.

A few minutes later, with the sound of closing the door, Lin Hao appeared at the stairway on the second floor. In fact, he woke up from cultivation, but he didn't show up all the time.

"Oh, what a silly woman." Lin Hao sighed helplessly.

Then Lin Hao took out his mobile phone and dialed Secretary Zhou.

"What do you want from the president?" Secretary Zhou asked respectfully.

"In the next period of time, you don't have to put so much pressure on the Meng family, but don't leave too much space for them. You can handle the degree yourself." Lin Hao light said.

"It's the president!" Secretary Zhou answered respectfully.

Lin Hao hung up the phone without any more words. Looking at the good weather outside today, he changed his clothes and went out for a walk.

Qinhan street was built with a lot of money after Chen Shoudao came to visit Hong Kong City. The whole street is as old as its name.

Under the influence of Suyan group's reputation, many big shops have settled here. What's more, the first floor of this street is full of all kinds of food shops and many snack stalls.

Although it is not long since it was officially put into operation, the flow of people has become the first street of Wanggang city.

"I didn't expect that Chen Shoudao had such a brain?" Walking in Qinhan street, Lin Hao thought to himself, but at this time, his mobile phone seemed to have been bombed by SMS, shaking up crazily, and almost didn't crash.

"What happened to these people?" Lin Hao was surprised to open a text message.

"Master, the Double Ninth Festival is coming. I wish you a happy holiday and a happy smile!" Yu Zexin's blessing is concise and comprehensive.

"Happy Double Ninth Festival, brother Hao!" Zhao Xiaoke also sent a text message.

"Master, it's the Double Ninth Festival. When will you let me formally worship my teacher?" Zhang jingling is very naughty, but also added a tongue expression.

The most depressing thing for Lin Hao is the text message sent by Chen Shoudao: "brother Hao, now the whole Qinhan street is ours. I told all the shops your bank card account number. If you look up to me, just go and get it. If you look up to me, tell me when you go to Qinhan street, brother, I'll take you directly by plane and travel around the sky.""Although there are so many people, they don't get to the point of flying, do they?" Lin Hao murmured: "the more money Chen Shouyu earns, the thicker his face will be."

But when Lin Hao put away his mobile phone and walked more than ten meters in front of him, he realized what is the first street in Wanggang city.

Some of the crowded people he had before were just the beginning. Less than ten meters before his eyes, he was already overcrowded.

"So many people in NIMA?" Lin Hao wants to find Meng shuran is obviously impossible, had to give her a phone call.

This is Meng shuran and Zhao Xiaoke in the middle of Qinhan street, carrying several bags of things in one hand and eating them first in the other.

Receiving Lin Hao's call made Meng shuran more happy: "wife, are you back from the college?"

"Yes, where are you now?" Lin Hao asked directly.

"We are in the center of Qinhan street." Meng shuran replied with a smile.

"Well, you stay there. I'm at the entrance of Qinhan street. I'll come to you now." After Lin Hao cut off the phone, he walked inside while enjoying the surrounding scenery.

At this time, there was a cry: "come on, fortune teller, 500 years before and 500 years after, two hundred dollars a hexagram, children are not deceived."

A thin man in a Taoist suit shook his hands with the yellow bell inside.

"Do you know fortune, miss? The strong can stabilize the country, and the weak can bless future generations. " The man suddenly reached out and stopped officer Zhou.