Although the ant was very righteous and insisted on giving all his wealth to Lu Shanmin, Lu Shanmin still returned his wallet to him.

Lu Shanmin had owed debts and knew how to owed debts. Whether it was the 50,000 yuan owed by Chen Ran or the few meals that his wife and family of three had to pay back in the snow-capped mountains.

He is now a person close to the extreme level of martial arts. It is not cost-effective to owe debts for the disposable few thousand dollars.

After the ant left, Lu Shanmin stared at his phone with a frown. The first thing he thought of was Wei Wuxian, but since the battle at Daluo Mountain, the Wei family has been banned from Wei Wuxian. Obviously, he felt the pressure from the outside world and was unwilling to intervene in depth. He thought about the people he met. He had known many people over the years, but either the relationship was not good enough to borrow a lot of money, or the relationship was in place but it was difficult to speak. Those who had good relationships and could speak were either not rich or could not remember the phone number.

Zeng Yaqian's phone number flashed in Lu Shanmin's mind. This was the phone he remembered the most clearly, but after pressing the number, his finger stopped on the dial button for a long time and did not press it.

It has been half a year since Zeng Yaqian left Tianjing last time. In the past six months, for various reasons, he did not take the initiative to call Zeng Yaqian. It was too late to remember.

If he hadn't called before, Zeng Yaqian would have called him on his own initiative, but this time Zeng Yaqian did not.

Lu Shanmin knew that Zeng Yaqian was really angry this time because of Fang Yuanshan's death.

It’s not that he had thought about redeeming and making up for it, but he didn’t have the time and energy to make up for what happened in the past six months and what he is facing now.

Lu Shanmin has always thought of knowing what is happening now and then going back to Donghai to apologize to her personally, but until now, the future is uncertain, and he has been delaying again and again, but instead, the gap between the two has been dragged out.

The little nurse walked into the ward and saw Lu Shanmin with a sad face. She raised her hand and shook it in front of him.

"What a fool, I'm so sad."

Lu Shanmin looked up at the bottle hanging in the nurse's hand. It was the bottle of human blood albumin imported from Germany that he had taken away before.

"Your hospital is a charity"?

The young nurse smiled and pulled Lu Shanmin's hand and said, "I thought you were bragging before, but I didn't expect you to be really rich."

Lu Shanmin looked at the little nurse in confusion, "What does it mean?"

The little nurse was stunned for a moment, "Don't you know?"

"What do I know"?

"Didn't you call someone to call the hospital and get a million yuan?"

Lu Shanmin widened his eyes and said, "I don't have one."

The young nurse rolled her eyes, registered the bottle, and stabbed Lu Shanmin with a needle, "No matter whether you have it or not, someone will pay for you anyway."

Lu Shanmin's brain was running at high speed, thinking about who made the money, but he forgot when the young nurse had already given him an injection.

The hospital received the money, and the young nurse was in a very good mood. "Okay, I will check the bill when you are discharged from the hospital, and the more you refund the less you make up."

"Who is it?"

After the young nurse left, Lu Shanmin fell into deep thought. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.

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Tianjing, Nalan Ziran stood down the building, looking up at the towering building.

Two years ago, he also came to this building like this. At that time, he was full of energy and heroic spirit. He saw an extremely bright future in his eyes, and what he thought was to stand on the roof of this tall building to guide the country and whistle.

And now, he felt a huge pressure falling from the sky, making him breathless. What he was thinking was to carry this big building in his heart.

Building is indeed not easy.

"Chairman, they are all waiting on it." The man with gray hair and straight suit next to him said.

"Mr. Yu, how many years have you been in the group?"

The man said lightly: "Twenty years".

Nalan Ziran said oh, "I remember you sat up from a grassroots salesperson and gradually sat down to the position of vice president of the group. The Nalan family has been very good to you over the years."

The man just smiled faintly and did not answer.

Nalan Zi Ran Yuguang glanced at the man, "Did you be theirs before entering the Nalan family, or were you bribed by them after entering the Nalan family?"

The man looked calm and said lightly: "Chairman, is there any difference?"

Nalan Ziran snorted lightly and walked towards the building, "Even Nalan Zijian was unable to catch you, you are also a talent."

The man quickly followed, walked into the building, and hugged the elevator button before Nalan Ziran. "Chairman Xie praised."

Nalan Ziran turned to look at the man, "Have you arranged everything above?"

"There are a few who are dissatisfied, but as long as you come forward, there should be no problem."

"Minority"? Nalan Ziran frowned, "That is to say, most of them are yours"?

The man smiled, "Not that, the people above are all smart people. I am moved by emotion and reason. Most of them are reasonable people. Of course, the most important thing is that you are here. After all, you are the only one left in the Nalan family. If you don't support you, who do you support?" "In fact, those few people who have doubts are just questioning the whereabouts of Nalan Zijian and Nalan Ziying. You should know what to say?"

Nalan Ziran didn't say anything anymore, walked out of the elevator and walked straight to the conference room.

Pushing open the door of the conference room, Nalan Ziran immediately felt the depressing atmosphere inside.

The dozen people sitting here are all members of the group's board of directors, and they are also major shareholders of the Nalan family group, including members of the Nalan family and external shareholders.

Nalan Ziran glanced around the people in the conference room and walked straight to the center of the position, which was supposed to be the seat of the group chairman.

Before he could sit down, Nalan Zhenhai slapped the table.

"Who asked you to sit in that position?"

Nalan Ziran just paused for a moment, then slowly sat down.

"Uncle San, this position is mine."

"Zi Ran"! A low voice sounded, and Nalan Zhenbang's face, sitting not far away, was filled with deep disappointment. He had no longer cared about family affairs, but today he had to come.

"You disappointed me so much."

Nalan Ziran turned to look at Nalan Zhenbang. After talking to Nalan Zijian before, he no longer hated his father, but at this moment, his face had to show a faint hatred and anger.

Nalan Ziran gently knocked on the table, "Here, you should call me the chairman, and at home, you should call me the head of the house."

"You"! Nalan Zhenbang didn't believe his ears. Although this son was not close to him, he never was too big or small.

"Your third uncle and I don't agree, nor will the elders of the Nalan family here."

Nalan Ziran smiled disdainfully and placed the file bag in her hand on the table. "There is grandfather's will and notarized legal documents, so you cannot disagree."

Nalan Zhenfeng, who was sitting a little far away, said lightly: "Realistically speaking, this is the matter of how many rooms you are in direct contact with. It doesn't matter who is this family, but as a member of the Nalan family, since I have the right to vote, I still have to say something. Ziran, why don't you wait for Zijian to come back?"

at this time

A well-dressed middle-aged woman sitting in front of Nalan Zhenfeng said lightly: "If Nalan Zijian never comes back, will the position of the chairman always be hung?"

Nalan Zhenfeng frowned, "Mr. Zong, is this our housework?"

The middle-aged woman smiled, "Housework? Gundam Capital holds 5% of the shares of Nalan Group. Are your Nalan family so irresponsible to investors?"

Nalan Ziran looked at the woman with half-squinted eyes and firmly remembered the woman in her heart.

Nalan Zhenhai looked at the woman dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Zong, Gundam Capital hasn't made less money from the Nalan family in recent years."

The woman said lightly: "Of course, investment is for making money, which is what we Gundam Capital deserve. Since I am sitting here today, I have the right to express my views. As the chairman of Nalan Group, Nalan Zijian does his own thing regardless of the interests of investors, does his own way, and lives and dies alone. I think such irresponsible people are not worthy of being in charge of Nalan Group."

"I think Mr. Yu is right." Another bald middle-aged man said: "Although we external shareholders have a low shareholding ratio, since we are shareholders, we have the power to make shareholder rights. The so-called wrong name is not right, Nalan Zijian was originally a seizure of power. Nalan Ziran is the successor designated by Mr. Nalan and has legal documents. This is the right name. Whether it is a company or a country, only if it is right name can it flourish. I think that Nalan Ziran is the chairman of the board, and it is more conducive to the development of the entire group and the interests of us shareholders."

"I also support Ziran!" Nalanjie, with a white hair, said lightly: "The head of the Nalan family was originally appointed by the previous generation. I had to surrender under the power of Nalan Zijian before. Now Ziran has risen from the new position, which is considered to be the right way."

Nalan Ziran moved his eyes from the bald man, "San Uncle, you are still sensible."

Nalan Zhenfeng frowned. Although he had no choice but to support Nalan Zijian before, during the period when Nalan Zijian was in power, he gradually realized that Nalan Zijian could carry forward the Nalan family even more.

"Uncle San and the position of the head of the Nalan family not only represents power, but also represents responsibility. It should be the one who can do it."

Nalanjie snorted coldly, "With both virtue and ability, those who are virtuous are the first. Nalan Zijian disrespects the will and plots to usurp the throne. This alone cannot be the head of the Nalan family."

"Enough"! Nalan Zhenhai slapped the table suddenly. He was very disappointed at this moment. Everyone was fighting for power and profit, and no one cared about Nalan Zijian's life and death.

"Nalan Ziran, where is Zijian?"

Nalan Ziran looked at Nalan Zhenhai casually and glanced at the people present.

"Two days ago, I just told everyone on the phone that Nalan Zijian was missing. That was because I couldn't explain it clearly on the phone and I was also concerned about bringing huge shocks to the group."

Having said this, Nalan Ziran paused for a moment, his eyes swept across everyone present, and kept those who looked plain and pretended to expect in their hearts.

After pausing for a moment, Nalan Ziran said lightly: "Now I can tell you clearly that he is not missing, but dead."

"You're talking nonsense"! Nalan Zhenhai's blood surged, his head dizzy, and he sat on the stool.

Nalan Zhenbang was also shocked and his head buzzed, silently chanting in his heart that it was impossible. Nalan Zijian was taught by him. He knew very well that Nalan Zijian's intelligence and evil spirits.

Nalan Zhenhai recovered, his eyes flushed red, "It was you, you must have killed him!"
Chapter completed!