After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Foreman Yang advised in a gentle tone, "Let's both contribute money, so Xiaoyue will feel much more relaxed. Besides, I will be the legal representative in the future, but if I tell others that I only have 10% of the shares, what kind of legal representative will I be?" Shares are related to how money will be divided in the future. The more shares you have, the more money you will get.

He wants to get rich!

He wanted to be the best among the people and trample all those who looked down on him under his feet!

Yang Tao thought about it carefully and said, "Then I will go to S City tomorrow and tell the boss. If the boss agrees, she will tell Xiaoyue."

Back in the store, as soon as Zhang Ran entered the door, Erya came up to him, "Xiaoyue, I heard about Aunt Yang's situation. Is she okay now?"

"It's okay. I'll go to work in S City tomorrow, and I won't rent a house in the town anymore." Zhang Ran walked quickly to the backyard, took out a book from his schoolbag, and lay on the table to do his homework.

Erya stood by and muttered: "Auntie Yang is so pitiful. She picked up a child and raised him for so many years, and then she just left without saying goodbye."

Zhang Ran said without even looking up: "What's so pitiful about that? You asked for it."

Erya: “…”

Thinking of the important business, Zhang Ran looked up at Erya and said, "I have to go to S City tomorrow and try to come back in the afternoon." The decoration company had almost finished the decoration, so she went to take a look and sign the contract.

"Yeah." Erya didn't ask her what she was going to do, but just nodded.

After doing homework for the whole afternoon, Zhang Ran lit the lamp and continued writing after dinner. He was almost done.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the front store.

Arya went to the warehouse to check the accounts.

Daya is washing up.

Zhang Ran stood up and said, "I'll go open the door. I think it's Erya who's back."

Daya, who was about to open the door, continued to wash up with peace of mind.

Zhang Ran walked to the front store and opened the door. She saw that it was not Erya. She looked at the person with scrutiny, "Yang Tao?"

Yang Tao looked very nervous, twisting her hands together. "Xiao Yue, I have something to tell you. Can I come in?"

"Come in." Zhang Ran moved aside so that she couldn't enter the store, and looked at her without closing the door. "What's the matter?"

Yang Tao was so nervous that she couldn't speak. Every time she faced Zhang Ran alone, she would feel a huge sense of oppression that made her breathless.

Her eldest brother asked her to talk to Luo Youdi about the partnership investment when she went to work the next day. She agreed, but after her eldest brother left, she felt uneasy for the whole afternoon.

Zhang Ran was very patient and waited quietly for her to speak without rushing her.

After calming down, Yang Tao told Foreman Yang about his plan, "Xiao Yue, my elder brother thinks that 20% of the shares is too little, and he wants to invest his own money..."

Looking at the expressionless girl, Yang Tao spoke lower and lower, fearing from the bottom of her heart that the person in front of her would be angry.

"How much does he want?" Zhang Ran had expected this and was not surprised.

She had long seen through Foreman Yang and realized that he was quite ambitious.

In the early stages, she had to find ambitious people to work with so that her career could grow and develop.

It is not scary to have ambition. As long as you hold it in your hands, no matter how strong you are, even if you are Sun Wukong, you cannot escape from the Five Finger Mountain of Buddha.

Yang Tao carefully studied her expression and asked, "Are you not angry?"

"People bargain when buying vegetables, why should I be angry?" Zhang Ran reminded again, "How many shares does he want?"

Yang Tao stared at her expression and spoke carefully: "Fifty percent."

"Oh?" Zhang Ran smiled, "How much money does he plan to invest?"

Yang Tao looked at her smile and felt a chill on his back. He said a number tremblingly, his voice small and unclear.