Bai Ling's parents were taken away by a car accident when she was young. From the year she was five years old, she has been living with her grandfather. Her grandfather had two sons. The second son and his wife died early, only
Bai Ling was left with a daughter, who died early without a son. However, his eldest son and his wife did not live up to expectations. Now in their forties, they only have one daughter, who is also Bai Ling's cousin.
Because Bai Ling had lost her parents since she was a child, her grandfather loved her very much and regarded her as the apple of his eye. Although her grandfather did not say who would leave the property to, Bai Ling's uncle knew that his father would definitely hand over the Xinlong Group to her for management. No matter what, he would leave the Xinlong Group to her.
What, just because she obtained a degree in finance and business at a young age, and learned her grandfather's business skills since she was a child.
But Bai Ling did not expect that when she returned home, several senior lawyers around her grandfather presented a stack of documents to her and asked Ms. Bai Ling to sign it.
"This is..." Looking at these documents, Bai Ling's mind became complicated, and she was also worried and scared. How come her grandfather was only 68 years old now, so even if she signed such documents, she would be accompanied by her grandfather, but now her grandfather is not here.
Instead, several senior barristers came forward.
"Ms. Bai, these are all matters explained by Director Bai. We are just executing according to his requirements." A barrister replied to Miss Bai Ling.
"Where's my grandpa? What happened to my grandpa? What's going on?" Bai Ling became anxious, pushed away the lawyers and walked into the house.
However, Miss Bai Ling's question was soon answered by a middle-aged man, who was also Bai Ling's uncle and the eldest brother of Bai Ling's father.
"Your grandpa has suffered a stroke!" He answered Bai Ling's question, but he was cursing secretly in his heart: "What a bunch of rubbish who are not good at doing things and are good at revealing things. They can't even kill a woman!"
"How could this happen? Wasn't it good yesterday?" Bai Ling said, not wanting to accept this fact. She obviously had a phone call with her grandfather yesterday, so why did she suddenly become like this?
At this moment, she felt as if the sky was about to fall. She also understood what happened about the assassination on the highway. It must be related to her grandfather. When she thought of this, Bai Ling calmed down and faced this duplicitous uncle.
Question: "This is my home, why are you here? Didn't you expect that I could come back alive?"
"Xiao Ling, how can you say such a thing? I am your uncle. Now your grandfather, my father, has suffered a stroke and is in the hospital. I came here to inform you that since there is nothing wrong, I will go back!" This middle-aged man
He smiled at Bai Ling, then turned around and took his driver to leave Miss Bai Ling's house.
After Bai Jun left, several senior lawyers gathered around Bai Ling and asked Bai Ling to sign the above document so that they could leave. Originally, Bai Ling did not want to inherit the Xinlong Group's property, but she had promised her grandfather,
We must develop the Xinlong Group well. For the future of the Xinlong Group, she still signed it and owned 170% of the shares. The thirty shares should be in the hands of her uncle.
After signing these documents, Bai Ling left the villa in a car and went to the First People's Hospital of Yunhai City to visit her grandfather.
Xinlong Group is one of the top ten groups in China, covering finance, catering, logistics, real estate, etc. No one thought that Bai Xin would suddenly suffer a stroke. Bai Xin is the founder of Xinlong Group and Bai Ling's grandfather. He built his family from scratch and started his career in business.
She has been around for forty years and achieved today's glory. She has been favored by both black and white. After all, he was the boss of the underworld in the 1970s. Even if he becomes an entrepreneur now, he is a very important figure in the underworld.
At this time, a high-level nursing room in the hospital was filled with big shots in black and white. When they saw Bai Ling appear, they all stood up and nodded to her, shook hands, gave her business cards, etc. However, Bai Ling ignored them and just said
They nodded, their eyes were red and watery, and they hurried into the treatment room. They looked at the grandfather who loved her so much in the past, lying on the white bed, inhaling oxygen and dripping.
"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Bai Ling ignored the family members beside her and just threw herself beside the sleeping grandfather's bed and cried. After a while, she stood up again and ran to the doctor next to her to ask about her grandfather's condition.
"Ms. Bai, your grandfather suffered a severe stroke!" the doctor replied to her.
"What is a severe stroke? Is there no cure?" Bai Ling asked, holding his clothes with her little hand.
"Currently, there is no medical cure, but we will try our best." The doctor answered her.
Miss Bai Ling is not an idiot. She knows that most people with severe strokes will become living vegetative states. Without her grandfather's support behind her, sooner or later she will become someone that Uncle Bai's army must eliminate. In the past, her grandfather was around, but he did not dare to do anything. Now
Her grandfather has suffered a stroke, and she will soon become a victim of family interests.
"Sister Bai Ling, now you've been waiting for it!" a beautiful girl next to her said with a somewhat sarcastic tone.
"Bai Ling, what do you mean by this? I don't want to inherit the family business at all!" Bai Ling retorted and scolded her.
"If you don't want to inherit, then why did you sign? My father should inherit my grandfather's property!" Bai Ling was very unconvinced and scolded her grandfather for giving her 170% of the shares to Bai Ling.
"This is what grandpa means. If Xinlong Group is in your hands and is defeated by you in a few years, the equity is in my hands. If you have the ability, come and grab it. I'm not afraid of you. How about sending someone to assassinate me?"
, I didn’t expect that I could come back alive!” Bai Ling got mad and cursed at them.
"you……"
Bai Ling pointed at her and didn't know what to scold. Indeed, she believed that she was not as capable as Bai Ling. As for the murder and assassination of Bai Ling, even if it wasn't her, Bai Ling knew who did it. But as a cousin, she was bullied to death by her cousin.
When she came up, she really couldn't take a breath. She didn't want to get angry here.
"Bai Ling, let's all go back. Bai Ling can stay here with grandpa." A young woman next to her said to her daughter.
"Hmph, you stinky girl, just wait and see!"
Bai Ling said something harsh to Bai Ling and followed her mother away, leaving Bai Ling lying beside the hospital bed, looking at her grandfather, muttering to herself...
Let’s go back to Lee Kum Kee. After leaving the employment agency, he carried the luggage made of wooden boxes and walked step by step to the rice company given by the agency. Every time he walked to an intersection, Lee Kum Kee would ask the person next to him, what could he have done?
He took a taxi, but he felt that taking a taxi was too detrimental to his status. Because his master told him that he was a modern miracle doctor and a modern swordsman, and even the Eight-man Bridge could not be moved.
At this moment, a Buick car parked in front of Lee Kum Kee, and a fat man got out of the car and walked towards Lee Kum Kee with a smile on his face. Before he could speak, Lee Kum Kee said to him: "I don't want to sit in a low-class car like you."
The best car!"
"Brother, I'm not asking you to ride in my car. I'm just asking you, do you want to sell the wooden box you have? I'll give you 5,000 yuan." The fat man who ran out of the car said to Lee Kum Kee.
Five thousand yuan? Just now, Lee Kum Kee sold a death-free gold medal for only two thousand yuan, but this broken box was actually worth five thousand yuan. Lee Kum Kee couldn't help but touch the two thousand yuan in cash in his pocket. He looked at the little fat man again.
At first glance, this little fat man looked about twenty-two years old and looked like a second-generation ancestor. However, his appearance gave others the impression that he was a very clear-minded businessman.
"I won't sell it!" Lee Kum Kee said when he refused.
It's not that the soy sauce doesn't want to be sold, but the clothes inside have nothing to pack. You wouldn't ask Lee Kum Kee to go to an interview carrying a bunch of shabby clothes, would you?
"Brother, it's easy to negotiate. I'll give you another two thousand yuan, and sell it to me for seven thousand yuan!" The little fat man took another step forward and said to Li Jinji. At the same time, his eyes kept staring at the appearance of the wooden box in Li Jinzi's hand without saying anything.
Those quaint patterns on it, the metal from the eight corners of the box can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, bronze and iron! This was identified by the little fat man's sharp eyes, and it is a rare thing in the antique world.
"Seven thousand yuan? It's not that I don't want to sell it, but what should I do with the clothes inside? You won't let me walk around carrying the clothes, will you?" Lee Kum Kee pointed at the carved wooden box.
"You are worried about this, okay, this is easy to handle, just wait for me!"
After the little fat man finished speaking, he immediately rushed into his car, took out the bags of clothes he had just bought, and ran to Lee Kum Kee with two large paper bags. He said to him with a smile again:
"See if these two bags are enough. If not, I will get you another one."
"Okay, but I want cash!" Lee Kum Kee doesn't have many clothes. Anyway, this box always feels like an obstruction, so why not sell it? Since someone has offered 7,000 yuan, he would be an idiot not to sell it.
"That's no problem. Come on, I'll help you put the clothes in it!" The little fat man started to help, and he was secretly happy in his heart: "I didn't expect such a good thing to happen in broad daylight. Luck is really unstoppable.
,Excellent, top quality, thousand-year-old red sandalwood box, make a lot of money!”
Boxes made of red sandalwood don't need to put perfume inside the clothes, and the clothes will have a scent. This kind of thing is generally very popular in the homes of wealthy people in ancient times. However, the thousand-year-old red sandalwood is very rare, Lee Kum Kee
It is not surprising that the master collects such things. It is naturally more unusual to find something in their hands. But Lee Kum Kee didn't think anything of it. His master had a few of these things. When he was a child, he used them to store rocks and toys.
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"Seven thousand yuan, please count it. This is my business card. Next time you have something like this or something, you can contact me!" The little fat man counted out seven thousand yuan in cash from his leather bag and gave it to Lee Kum Kee, and then handed another one.
Give him your business card.
"So your name is Fat Brother. OK, next time I go back to the mountains, I will move those boxes for you." Lee Kum Kee held up his business card with the words "Fat Brother" written on it.
Haha, the name of this little fat guy is not Fat Brother, but: Lin Xuan. His family has been in the antique business for generations, and he has truly inherited the family business. When he was young, his business card also looked like Fat Brother. In the eyes of the younger generation,
My son, some people actually call him Fat Brother, Fat Brother.
"I won't disturb you for shopping, see you later!" After buying Lee Kum Kee's wooden box, the fat man didn't want to stay any longer in case the other party refused to sell it, so he hurriedly drove away in a small car carrying the empty box.
After taking 7,000 yuan and then thinking of 2,000 yuan in his pocket, Lee Kum Kee had a happy smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, but he just continued to head towards the rice industry company.
The fat man bought Lee Kum Kee's wooden box. He had the same expression as Lee Kum Kee. He drove the car and turned up the music loudly and started singing. But in his mind, he kept thinking about the price of the wooden box in the back seat of the car. One hundred thousand? One hundred thousand?
Thousands and thousands of thousand-year-old red sandalwood is a very rare medicinal material even if it is not used to store clothes, but it is used to make medicinal materials. Red sandalwood is very rare, and the thousand-year-old red sandalwood is gone.
"It's coming, it's coming!" said the fat guy sitting on the seat, swaying his buttocks.