The president is committing suicide

"What is your relationship with Uncle Cheng?" Ding Jiaying couldn't help but wonder whether her guess was true.

Qiao Shen thought for a moment and said, "He can be considered my guardian."

Ding Jiaying felt that the hairs on her body were standing up, it was so disgusting.

Am I reading a comic that is more than just a friend?

"Is the money his or yours?"

"It's mine. He kept it for me. But I was young at the time and it was of no use to me, so I asked him to help me find an investment channel. He bought stocks of your group for me. Later, I didn't sell them when I made money. I just treated it as saving money. I bought a little when the price was low, and sold a little when the price was high. I don't know how I bought myself into a not-so-small shareholder of your group. If the shareholding exceeds 5%, it has to be publicly disclosed." Qiao Shen said.

"You made an offer to acquire me?" Ding Jiaying looked at him in disbelief. He was already so rich a few years ago? What was he still acting in?

"Not really. It seems that I just can't buy and sell them casually. Later, Uncle Cheng said he wanted to buy my stocks, so I transferred some of them to him." Qiao Shen thought for a while and said, "It seemed to be a big news at the time. Didn't you know?"

Ding Jiaying has no memory of those years, and certainly doesn't remember that there were such problems in the company's equity structure, or that Qiao Shen had such a deep entanglement with her family.

"I don't usually pay much attention to the group's affairs. My sister takes care of it."

Qiao Shen certainly knew the problems that the Ding Group was facing now, but he never felt that the shares he held could play any role.

"There's no need for me to vote with my small stake. It won't affect the overall situation."

Ding Jiaying disagreed: "Since I'm here with you, it means your vote is still very important to us. Since Uncle Cheng asked me to come to you, it means that your shareholding is not in concert with him, right?"

Qiao Shen leaned a little further into the sofa and said, "Yes. I also transferred part of my shares to Uncle Daping. But don't be angry if I tell you one thing."

"You speak first. I'll decide whether to be angry or not after you speak." Since when did Qiao Shen care so much about whether she was angry or not? Ding Jiaying found it funny.

"Uncle Daping is Xiao Yunzheng's uncle."

Ding Jiaying suddenly realized: "Oh! So that's how it is. No wonder Xiao Yunzheng likes you so much and you didn't get angry even though he kept pestering you. It turns out that you two are related."

"Is this what I want to say? This is not the point." Qiao Shen was annoyed that Xiao Yunzheng was chasing him, but Uncle Daping did like the little girl.

"What's the point?"

"The key point is that Uncle Daping is very likely to give these stocks directly to the Xiao family." Qiao Shen said give, not sell.

Ding Jiaying's scalp tightened, which meant that Uncle Daping's possession would undoubtedly fall into the hands of the Xiao family: "You and Uncle Cheng are not acting in concert, which means you are also planning to support Ding Simiao?"

"Let's talk business, and if not business, let's talk feelings. You and I have only met a few times, and we seem to be relatively familiar friends. You even have to consider avoiding suspicion when I'm in trouble. Although the relationship between me and the Xiao family is not as harmonious as it seems, there are reasons why we have to cooperate." Qiao Shen said straight to the point.

"Then why did you ask me to meet you?" Ding Jiaying was a little angry.

Since Qiao Shen knew this would be the outcome, he could have just made it clear on the phone instead of letting her go out with hope and return with disappointment.

"My new home, I haven't shown it to you yet. I'll take this opportunity to show it off to you. I'll stay here from now on, so come and visit me when you're free." Qiao Shen put on an exaggerated smile.

Ding Jiaying stood up suddenly: "Play? Play? Who has time to play with you? You are totally nonsense."

She thought Qiao Shen was at least a good person, someone she could win over. It turned out that this guy had been trying to trick her from the beginning.

Ding Jiaying angrily shook off his hand and rushed out of the villa.

The roar of the accelerator rushed out of the valley, and Qiao Shen sighed deeply on the sofa.

The housekeeper said beside him: "Master, why don't you tell Miss Ding that Uncle Cheng doesn't want to stand on their side?"

"Why should I tell her?" Qiao Shen was a little angry that his thoughts were seen through, "I just don't want to tell her."

"Then what is the young master worried about?" The butler smiled.

Qiao Shen buried his head in the pillow in annoyance: "I'm not upset at all, you're wrong, let's go."

Ding Jiaying couldn't help but scold Qiao Shen in front of her sister.

"Do you think this guy is sick? He deliberately let me go and made fun of me. Too arrogant. I think he is just waiting to become the son-in-law of the Xiao family."

Ding Yumin asked her assistant to give her something sweet to calm her down, and she would occasionally echo her words and curse while handling her work.

"Sister, how can you be so generous and not angry at all?"

Ding Yumin shook her head: "If I were to get angry over such a small matter, my liver would have gone on strike long ago."

"So you knew that I might not be able to reach an agreement? Did you already know the result?"

"Not really. However, I never plan to succeed in anything. I try my best in everything, but never bet on one path. It is my working habit to always be prepared for Plan B if it fails. Also, the trick to avoid disappointment is not to hold out too much hope." Ding Yumin imparts skills.

Ding Jiaying seemed to understand: "What? Not having high hopes? But I see you always look energetic and hopeful every time you go to work."

Ding Yumin felt that there was no way to teach work skills to someone who did not work. At least in Ding Jiaying's mind, she had only started working for a few days.

She said helplessly and lovingly: "This hope is different from that hope. Be confident in yourself, don't expect others, stay sharp and vigilant, be able to cooperate but be cautious about falling out. Oh, don't make that stinky face, I won't say anything. I'm not reciting your tight spell."

Ding Jiaying grabbed her sister's arm and shook it: "Anyway, I don't really understand these things about being an entrepreneur, but I know that right now, there is a high possibility that some of the superficial support we have received will also have problems. What should we do now? We can't really give away our father's hard work in vain."

"I know." Ding Yumin gently held her hand, "There will be a way."