Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

She didn't answer this question. She seemed to be confident, and asked calmly, "Grandma, did you want the 10% of my shares?"

Xu Jiuru didn’t go around with her and said frankly: “Lin Ge’er already has 42% in his hands. If you add 10% of yours here, the shareholding will be more than half, and Jiang’s management right can be in the hands of our Jiang family. in."

In addition to the shares of Erfang, Jiang Xiaolin only holds 28%. In order to concentrate the shares, Xu Jiuru transferred 10% of Jiangweier’s name and 4% of Jiang’s branch to Jiang Xiaolin’s name, but it was still not enough, Lu Xinglan held There are 43% of the shares, or more precisely, 48%, because Ming Hongwei listened to him.

"Do you want me to hand over the shares to my cousin?"

She speaks softly, like a soft knife.

Xu Jiuru has raised her for more than 20 years, and she doesn't know that she still has this face: "It's not for him for nothing, you can set the conditions, no matter what you want, grandma will satisfy you."

Do you want to play family card?

Xu Jiuru looked regretful, and when he looked at Jiang Fuxi, his eyes were full of guilt: "It used to be that my grandmother was not good. I thought you only liked painting, but I didn't let you join the company. If you really like doing business, the branch of the group you want Either way."

Xu Jiuru thought she was doing this because of ambition.

Jiang Fuxi asked softly, "I can only pick the leftover cousin, right?"

Xu Jiuru was shocked. He didn't know that there were so many wolves with big mouths around him, one of them was more ambitious than the other, and the other was eating people without spitting out bones.

"Fuxi," she was always tearful, her face full of grief, "I beg you as a grandma, Jiang is the painstaking effort of grandma for a lifetime and cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."

"beg me?"

What a bitter drama.

Jiang Fuxi smiled, his eyes were thin and gloomy, the light couldn't get in, and there was a deep and dark ink color in his pupils, and he looked at Xu Jiuru with a cool look, "Is this your attitude of asking for help?"

Xu Jiuru was dumbfounded.

She underestimated her, and this granddaughter, whom she raised by herself, was cruel and unexpected.

"Don't you kneel down?" Jiang Fuxi asked with a smile, clearly pressing on every step of the way, but like a gentle breeze, like talking at home.

Xu Jiuru wiped his tears with Pa, choked up and asked, "Fu Xi, what's wrong with you?"

Why did she show her fangs overnight.

Jiang Fuxi was indifferent to her showing of weakness, sitting gracefully: "Cousin's shares plus Vale's, plus mine, and 4% of Jiang's side support, will surely receive them all. More than halfway, so you dare to give your shares to Jiang Zhi and give back 5% of Baide Machinery. You planned well, but you forgot one thing." She raised her eyes and stared at Xu Jiuru, "My name is not Jiang. My name is Ning."

Xu Jiuru was shocked and overturned the tea cup in a panic, "Who told you this?"

At this time, Gui's came in.

She put Xu Jiuru’s cup away and added tea again: "Old lady," she wiped the tea on the table, and the hatred and hatred that she usually hid deep under her eyes surfaced little by little. She spoke slowly. Say, "Ahua is not my distant nephew, he is my son."

She was a widow in her early years, and Ah Hua's biological father was her deceased husband's elder brother. This relationship was not visible, so she kept hiding, even Xu Jiuru kept in the dark. Later, she took a long vacation and went to the countryside to secretly give birth to a child. She was reluctant to throw it away, so she was fostered with relatives. Twenty-six years ago, she brought her son to her side and got him a job in the Jiang family.

Xu Jiuru was in disbelief. He pointed at Gui, trembling all over: "You, you--"

Gui interrupted: "A Hua and Ms. Weining really loved each other back then, but you said that my Ah Hua was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, but he grew his eyes without looking in the mirror."

When she heard this, the heart of killing the old lady was aroused.

"Do you know why Miss Weining is depressed?" Gui stared at Xu Jiuru, aggressively, "because she also knew that Ahua was killed by you."

At that time, the Jiang family didn't know that Jiang Weining was pregnant with a child. Xu Jiuru thought that as long as Ning Zhehua was not there, Jiang Weining would be obedient and married.

But she underestimated her own daughter and secretly became pregnant.

Xu Jiuruquan understands: "No wonder Changfang has a suicide note for Wei Xuan. It turns out that the two of you are making a ghost." She looked at Gui with a torch, "You also changed Jiang Zhi's medicine."

And Qin Shiyu...

The most defenseless person for Xu Jiuru is Jiang Chuan, followed by the Gui family. Jiang Chuan is in charge of the outside and the Gui family is in charge. The two perform their duties and do not interfere with each other. She trusts her so much...

"Old lady, aren't you faithful to fate?" Gui's back was a little camel, and he stepped forward, "This is all your retribution."

Do not!

It is their wolf ambition!

Xu Jiuru stood up abruptly, eyes full of red blood bursting into anger: "Fu Xi, do you just believe this old diao woman?"

Jiang Fuxi sat with the cup lid in his hand and brushed the tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup: "I didn't believe it at first, and I will believe it when I see you teach Jiang Zhi's shameful wrists. You Xu Jiuru is such a person. , As long as it is in your eyes, as long as you are out of your control, even if it is your own flesh and blood, you can also gouge out that piece of meat."

Xu Jiuru opened her eyes, her canthus was about to split, and her eyes seemed to burst. She denies loudly: "No--"

"You are, you are selfish and only love yourself."

In this world, the person who knows Xu Jiuru best is Jiang Fuxi.

"You gave Jiang Zhi medicine and asked him to deal with the Lu family. It was not to avenge your martyrdom. You were just unwilling and unconvinced and lost to Lin Qiunan. You hate her for stealing the man you love and hate her. The son has won your son again."

Xu Jiuru yelled: "Shut up!" The blue veins on her forehead were tight, and the facial features on her face became savage. "Shut up!"

Jiang Fuxi smiled, his eyes full of joy and excitement after the revenge: "I've got it all right, don't pretend to be a mother, either Jiang Weixuan or my mother can't match your selfish interests."

In the final analysis, the desire for revenge is at work.

"You are begging me now, not to seize power for Lin Geer, but to be crushed by Lin Qiunan again, hurting your **** pride and superiority, right?"

"Jiang Fuxi!" Xu Jiuru roared, her temples were gray, her hair scattered, like a mad woman, she cursed in no sense, "You rebellious white-eyed wolf!"

"It's a white-eyed wolf again." Jiang Fuxi sneered, "Why do you always lead wolves into the room?"

First Jiang Zhi, and then to her, are wolves that bite.

Xu Jiuru was unsteady, her body faltering, she supported the table, her feet staggered, her lips were blue and her forehead was full of cold sweat: "What do you want? Kill me to avenge my father?"

Kill her?

That's not too cheap for her.

"Don't you want my shares? Kneel down and beg me, beg me, I will consider it."