"But..." Lin Wenwen hesitated all the time. Her hand holding the pen was shaking. Her eyes glanced at Lu Jingshen from time to time, and Lu Jingshen's face was as usual. His eyes seemed to say that everything was up to you.
Lin Wenwen knew that it was always the Lin family's business. Even if Lu Jingshen had any opinions, he would not give any opinions at this time.
The old man was a little anxious. He patted the table and pretended to be angry and said, "Wenwen, if you don't sign, you just don't listen to your grandfather? Do you want to piss me off... "
"It's not like that, grandfather..." Lin Wenwen's tone was a little impatient. She sighed and said, "but does dad know about this?"
When it comes to Lin Mu, the old man is even more angry. Especially when Lin Wenwen is still thinking about Lin Mu's opinions at this time, it makes the old man's heart ache. He says firmly.
"Lin has the final say what time it is his turn to interfere with me. I love giving it to whoever. My dear granddaughter, if you don't sign again, my grandfather will go now. "
Then the old man pretended to pick up something and was about to get up and walk out the door.
Lin Wenwen of course is to eat this set, she quickly grabbed grandfather, a drum up, "OK, I sign!"
The old man turned around with a smile and touched Lin Wenwen's hair, "good granddaughter..."
When Lin Wenwen opened the contract, her eyes focused on the last series of figures. She knew what it meant. From the moment she signed the contract, Lin Mu and Wang Aiping were no longer in power. Although they also had more than 35% of the shares, compared with the proportion in Lin Wenwen's hands, The ownership of rights is clear at a glance.
Lin Wenwen's hand holding the pen increased her strength. Thinking of these, her heart was suddenly buried by a layer of thick fog.
She was surprised that she had a trace of happiness, not about power, not about money, but about hatred, about revenge.
As long as she signs the contract and gets the shares, she can retaliate against Wang Aiping, Lin Wanxin and Lin Mu. This is the best way and the fastest way.
For a moment, Lin Wenwen quickly signed his name in the bottom right corner of the last page of the contract.
The pen falls silent, the pen listens also silent.
Can ring through the heart of the huge sound, but the impact of Lin Wenwen's nerves, can not say what kind of feeling.
Lu Jingshen's eyes across a trace of happiness, he thought of his father, warm palm began to become cold. The stone hanging in the old man's heart also fell to the ground in an instant. He nodded with satisfaction and motioned to the lawyer.
The lawyer quickly put away the contract and said, "Miss Lin, from today on, 50% of the shares of Lin's group will officially belong to your name. The contract states that the shares cannot be transferred to any member of Lin's group or Lin's family."
"In addition to the shares, several houses owned by Mr. Lin, as well as the collection of antique paintings, and all his personal property are estimated to be worth about 250 million. Miss Lin is the only heir after he has been 100 years old."
The lawyer sorted out all the documents and stood up, "Mr. Lin, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go first. Call me if you have anything."
"Good, good..." the old man nodded with a smile, and Lu Jingshen immediately got up and sent someone to send the lawyer out.
Lin Wenwen looked at his grandfather in dismay. "It's only 50% of the shares. How..."
The old man laughed, "what can I say about this? I've arranged everything now. I'm too happy to leave it to you..."
With that, the old man reached out and took Lu Jingshen's hand. He earnestly asked, "son-in-law, you should help Wen Wen watch Lin's family. I'm more relieved to have you here. Wen Wen, you have to live happily and healthily. Sun's son-in-law is a rare good man. Do you know how to cherish him? "
Lin Wenwen's eyes are red. "Grandfather, what are you doing? Say these things."
In this way, three people sitting together warm picture, permanent stay in this moment.
The old man thought very carefully about Lin Wenwen. As for the shares, the contract specifically stated that they could not be transferred to the Lin family or any of the Lin family. In other words, even if Mr. Lin died later, neither Wang Aiping, Lin Wanxin nor Lin Mu could force Lin Wenwen to transfer the shares.
For this granddaughter, the old man did not hesitate to sacrifice his son, daughter-in-law and other granddaughters. He knew that the 35% share was enough to support them all their lives.
Lin Wenwen, however, suffered too much suffering and grievances, which, in his opinion, is far from enough to make up for all the darkness she has suffered.
It was just before dinner that Lin Wenwen found out that his grandfather asked Lu Jingshen to invite Lin Mu's family to Lu's house for dinner. She knew what his grandfather's destination was. Although she could see Wang Aiping's half dead face, Lin Wenwen could not help but feel uneasy when she thought of Lin Mu's face.
Complex emotions always fetter Lin Wenwen, and it is difficult to sit still. The servants learned that there would be guests at home in the evening, so they had been busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. On a rare weekend, Lu Jingshen spent the whole day at the Lu house, never going out, but occasionally made a few phone calls in the middle of the day about his work. After sleeping at midnight, the master went to the back garden to enjoy the flowers, drink tea and write calligraphy. It seemed leisurely, but in fact, he was thinking. Since years ago, Mr. Lin has had a habit that he did not even know. That is, whenever there is something bothering him, he will write calligraphy by himself. When he looks at the rich ink soaked in rice paper, he always seems to be able to understand some things. It's a magical, unexplained habit that has been going on for more than 30 years. Lin Wenwen is always sitting in the living room, the remote control in his hand is constantly changing the channel, looking anxious and absent-minded“ What's the matter? " Lu Jingshen seemed to see Lin Wenwen's confusion, so he came forward, put his hand around Lin Wenwen's shoulder and whispered in her ear. Every time she approached Lu Jingshen, there was always a strong force behind her to support her fragile spirit. At that moment, she finally put down her shield and had a rest. Lin Wen shook his head, forced out a smile, did not speak. Lu Jingshen stretched out his hand and covered the back of Lin Wenwen's hand. A warm feeling spread all over his body. "Why are your hands so cold? Is the air conditioner on too much? " How could Lu Jingshen not know? He just deliberately talked about him, trying to relieve Lin Wenwen's heavy burden“ I thought I should be very happy, but things didn't seem to develop as I thought Lin Wenwen light mouth said, did not respond to the question about air conditioning“ Face them later, just eight words. Take it easy, neither humble nor overbearing. That's enough. Don't think too far Lu Jingshen's tone is firm and his voice is indifferent. Lin Wenwen's eyebrows rippled. She stretched out her hand and rubbed her temple. "It's a mess. I can't manage the company at all, and I don't want to have so much interaction with Lin Mu because of this, which makes me under great pressure. As for Lin, I'm afraid that he will be defeated by me. What should I do? " Lu Jingshen raised a corner of his mouth, infected with a smile. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Wenwen's soft hair like a pet. His voice was warm as Yang. "Stupid, your husband is Lu Jingshen. Is there any difficulty that he can't solve? Don't worry, do what you like and let it be. " Lin Wenwen's helpless eyes turned to the handsome man in front of him. Lu Jingshen, who has always been as cold as ice, was able to send out the cold and frozen warmth in a moment when he was gentle. She nodded hard, Lu Jingshen can always give her great strength at the critical time, supporting her to face all the malice in the world. Soon, there was only half an hour left from the appointed time for dinner. Lin Mu and his family were about to arrive. Lin Wenwen changed his clothes and Lu Jingshen waited in the living room in the morning. If it wasn't for Mr. Lin, Lu Jingshen, who had hated Lin to the bone, would not have come downstairs to meet him. About Lin Mu's repeated attempts to test Lu's secrets, about Lin Wanxin's framing Lin Wenwen again and again and even pushing her downstairs, about Wang Aiping's buying and killing Lin Wenwen... All these scenes are like black-and-white films, constantly washing the version in Lu Jingshen's mind, which he will never forget. Just a moment later, there was a sound at the gate of the land house. A car was parked in the yard. It was Lin Mu's family. Soon they entered the door. When she saw Lin Wanxin again, Lin Wenwen felt that she had lost her previous aura and arrogant momentum. She kept her head down and did not look up at Lin Wenwen and Lu Jingshen. Several people stood in the hall of Lu's house with their hearts in this way, and the atmosphere was about to condense. For Lin Mu, he never forgot that he was rejected when he came here to pick up his father. For Lin Wanxin, this is the place where she jumped into the trap she had prepared for Lin Wenwen. How could her resentment and shame disappear overnight. Wang Aiping has always been good at dealing with all kinds of scenes, especially when master Lin personally asked them to come to dinner together. In order to fight for the opportunity of performance, Wang Aiping naturally got up early in the morning. So, she took the lead to break the endless silence, "Oh, it's my first time to come to the land house. It's really magnificent here. It's decorated like a small palace. Wenwen is happy. It's painful for a man with such a good depth of field. It's not like we're pathetic, no one hurts, no one loves. "