Chapter 1056

At the beginning of the summer, Qizhen saw how greedy a man could be. She could not help sneering and said, "Mrs. Woodson, it's his ability to make more money for Feng Xun. You only know how to ask for it. It's clear that Feng Xun has done his utmost to you. You are not satisfied with so much money. I can't see the difference between you and a beggar."

After a pause, she added: "I don't think you are as good as a beggar, because a beggar can at least thank others for a little gift!"

Mrs. Woodson's face turned pale and blue when she said this, and her fist clenched quietly. She looked at the seventh day of the summer next to Feng Xun with hatred. She wanted someone to throw her out of the box immediately!

For such a shallow woman, she thought she had too much money when she heard about it. She didn't know how much money Feng Xun had!

Or, she is staring at Feng Xun's wealth, so she is afraid that if Feng Xun gives herself more as a mother, she will get less as a wife!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Woodson calmed down again, snorted at the seventh day of the summer, and said, "I am entitled to half of Feng Xun's assets just because I am Feng Xun's mother and his father's wife!"

At the beginning of summer, Qi frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, she mentioned that she was Feng Xun's mother and sneered: "yes, it's the first time for me to see my mother take her own son to court, but it's really a deep blood relationship, which makes people laugh..."

Mrs. Woodson's face changed slightly in the face of her indifferent sarcasm. Instead, she replied coldly, "I just want to get the part of the assets I deserve. If it wasn't for Feng Xun's sake to turn over my mother, I wouldn't have come to this step!"

When she said that, she didn't want to continue talking nonsense about the seventh day of the summer. She looked at Feng Xun and frowned and said, "Feng Xun, I know that your father had a mineral in South Africa before, and later inherited it to you. You transferred this mineral to me, as well as the Jiade electronic enterprise under your name, including the farm in New Zealand, to me at the same time!"

When Feng Xun hears that she has made such a deal with him, he can't help picking his eyebrows and looking at her. His eyes are deep and he doesn't speak.

When Mrs. Woodson saw her son looking at herself with such deep eyes, she couldn't guess what he was thinking. To be exact, the son was so deep-minded when he was a child that she couldn't even understand her mother!

However, she did not want to understand, after all, the purpose of her negotiation today is to get her property!

"Feng Xun, don't think this is my big mouth. Except for the electronic enterprise that I mentioned just now, the mines in South Africa and the farms in New Zealand belong to your father. As his wife, I just want to get back my own part. I know that your father's assets were far more than that. I didn't want half of the equity of your arms group, It's the end of my duty! "

This time, without waiting for Feng Xun to speak, she couldn't help laughing. Half of the shares, thanks to Mrs. Woodson's idea. When Feng Xun's arms group was in crisis, it was his father's old friend, that is, Rosen's father, who contributed to help. So Rosen also held part of the shares in the group. Now, does Feng's mother want half of the shares?

"What are you laughing at?" Looking at the smile of the seventh day of the summer, Mrs. Woodson felt a little annoyed. She intuitively felt that the dead girl was coming to destroy the negotiation atmosphere between her and Feng Xun!

"I smile. It turns out that there are some people in the world who are so brazen and cheat on their husbands. They haven't been in charge of their sons for a day. Now they have the face to enjoy their success and occupy the assets left by their husbands..."

On the seventh day of the summer, he shook his head and continued to laugh. He almost fell on Feng Xun.

Feng Xun gently hugged her waist and patted her shoulder. A doting smile slowly floated on her expressionless face. He nodded at the tip of her nose and said, "are you thirsty? Would you like a drink or some fruit? "

"My belly is a little painful..." the seventh day of the summer stopped laughing, spitting and muttering.

Feng Xun is dumbfounded and laughs. He rubs her painful stomach in front of her mother. Then he picks up his cell phone and orders the bodyguard to send some afternoon tea into the box.

The bodyguard was very conscientious and didn't let anyone else near the box. He sent all the tea and fruit into the box, and then retired respectfully.

Feng Xun poured a cup of black tea for himself and Xia Chuqi, and then forked an apple to her mouth. Xia Chuqi opened his mouth without hesitation and bit it down. After eating, he said to him with a smile: "the apple is not bad. It's crisp and sweet. You can have a taste of it too!"

When she finished, she also picked up an apple and fed it to Feng Xun. Feng Xun bit it and said with a smile, "it's really good!"

Mrs. Woodson: --

She stares at the interaction between her son Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer, and looks at their tired and crooked appearance. Especially, her son treats the seventh day of the summer with a spoiled face, and even can't believe her own eyes.

In her opinion, Feng Xun is a man who has no expression and is indifferent. He seldom shows too much expression from childhood. Even when he knew that she was cheating and that his father was crazy, he still dealt with it calmly and even talked about the conditions with her!

Now seeing her son do this to a woman, Mrs. Woodson even doubted whether her son had lost his bag!

But she knows that Feng Xun is still that Feng Xun. Facing her mother, she has only such an indifferent expression. She only shows tenderness and warmth towards the seventh day of the summer. The dead girl, the seventh day of the summer, is really capable!

Mrs. Woodson sighed silently in her heart, coughed a little, reminded the two people who were tired and crooked in front of her, and said unhappily, "Feng Xun, are you here to negotiate with me or to have afternoon tea today?"

Feng Xun also fed a piece of Baiqiao Songta crisp to Qiyi in early summer. Seeing that she was eating black tea with relish, he raised his eyes and looked at his mother who was not depressed in front of him. His expression returned to indifference.

"You have heard my terms clearly. I don't want to repeat them again. You can't ask for more than half points except what I said!"

Feng Xun said it impolitely. Mrs. Woodson's face changed slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Xun, do you really want to treat your mother like this? Your personal assets are no less than several hundred million. If you give me so little, do you think you can deal with me with a little money by holding on to my family's private affairs? "

It's clear that those things have happened for many years. Their family thinks that they are hiding it deeply enough, but they don't know why Feng Xun suddenly knows about it and threatens her with it!