Mr. Shao then turned his gaze to the little grandson, "Is your own voice so good for you to interrupt? How did your mother educate you?"
Shaorong pursed his lips stubbornly, and Shao Yifei then calmed down: "Xiaorong, you are feeling uncomfortable, go and play by yourself. Adults are talking here, but you, a child, don't understand."
Shao Tiancheng smiled and said, "There is only this child left in the big room now. I think Xiaorong is very smart and has nothing to understand." His voice was born with a bit dumb and very low and powerful.
Mr. Shao said, "We are going to come and stay for a while, please see what you want to arrange."
"The largest restaurant here is called Tiancheng Hotel. It looks very similar to Uncle San. Let me set up a room for you there. After all, the hotel we stayed in is just cheap, and the security guard of the Yuan family is good.
Xiaorong and I are not capable and are young... I can barely spend some time living here." Shao Yifei said.
"You two children might as well live with us." Shao Tiancheng smiled.
"A room there costs tens of thousands of crystal coins a day, and we can't afford to live in it. After all, my parents disappeared accidentally, so they didn't leave me any money. I still want to hold on to the small amount of pocket money I have in my hand.
My parents are back." Shao Yifei said with a wry smile.
"Second sister-in-law is a business genius. Does her child have to be petty even if he wants to pay attention to 10,000 crystal coins?"
"This time and then. My mother is gone, and the third uncle also knows that she is not a direct descendant of the Yuan family. To put it bluntly, she just helps the Yuan family work. Although she has shares, she not only can dividends be distributed until the end of the year, but also,
I am actually not qualified to receive dividends. After all, the shares are written very clearly and are only paid to me or to her biological children on the premise of death. My mother is missing, not dead, so... Yuan Family Press
The regulations can be paid without paying any dividends." Shao Yifei sighed.
"So it means that the Yuan family wants to deny the money and not pay the money." Shao Tiancheng's eyes were circulating, and he smiled in his eyes.
"When you go to a business in the interstellar world, it is normal to pay dividends once every five to ten years. My mother has been missing for less than two years, and the dividends from the previous year have been paid." Shao Yifei didn't say this, after all,
The Yuan family has helped them too much and can no longer bring trouble to the Yuan family.
"This regulation is so domineering. If you and your mother are both dead, wouldn't those shares be given to others for free?" Shao Tiancheng said unceremoniously.
Shao Yifei was furious and said for a long time: "My mother signed a treaty. If both her and I were confirmed to be dead or missing, those shares will be donated by the Yuan family to the Star Wars Orphan Club every year. Just treat it as a good thing."
Mr. Shao said angrily: "Bold, who asked her to control the Shao family's assets so casually?"
Shao Yifei was quiet for a long time before saying, "The assets of the Shao family... are not right. This one percent of Yuanshi shares is the commission paid by the Yuan family to my mother in advance."
His words made Mr. Shao's face turn red and his words suffocate.
Shao Yifei said in confusion, "As for the assets of the Shao family, when my mother brought us, she seemed to have nothing to bring. We lived in a house provided by the Yuan family. But after my parents disappeared, my brother and I were there.
It was really inconvenient to live inside, so I discussed it with Homeless. We stayed at Yuanjia Hotel, and the rent was calculated based on a day, and the dividends were deducted by the end of the year."