Chapter 15 Inheriting billions of dollars
After Nan Qiao left Nan's house, he found a hotel to stay for one night, and reviewed what happened today. Everything was already planned.
Including why He Qian didn't go downstairs with her, there was still time, everything happened just right.
Nan Qiao left Nan's house without bringing everything except a schoolbag.
Nan Qiao opened the schoolbag, took out all the books, and finally cut through the interlayer of the schoolbag with scissors, and took out a thin piece of paper with words written on it.
"Grandpa Qiaoqiao can no longer protect you, but grandpa has already made arrangements for you. If you are wronged one day in the future, you will leave Nan's house and go to Shengjing Group to find your elder brother Murong Chen, and he will tell you everything."
Below the letter, there is also a mobile phone number.
In the last life, Nan Qiao was so heartbroken that she had long forgotten the letter she had hidden in the middle of her schoolbag, but in this life, this letter is Nan Qiao's last trump card.
The next day, Nan Qiao was about to set off to find his relatives, but there was an unexpected storm, and it rained heavily on the road.
Nan Qiao braved the heavy rain and came to Shengjing Group, which ranked second in the city. The front desk lady looked at Nan Qiao who was drenched in disgust, and covered her face and said, "Little girl, this is not a place for you to hide from the rain. You should hurry up." leave."
When Nan Qiao heard this, his face remained unchanged, and he patted the water stains on his body, "I'm here to find someone."
"Then who are you looking for?"
The lady at the front desk rolled her eyes, isn't she some low-level poor relative?
"I'm looking for Murong Chen."
"Where did you come from, a wild girl who doesn't know the rules, and dare to call the president's name directly, and the security guard kicked her out!" When the front desk lady heard this, she immediately became angry.
There was contempt in my heart, and I don't know where she came from. The unknown little girl didn't dare to find the CEO recklessly. She is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
Probably trying to seduce the president with his only good looks, but unfortunately, although the president is young and energetic, he has never been humane, and he is not close to a woman.
Even the dogs around her are male. This little girl's wishful thinking was wrong.
Nan Qiao didn't say much to her, since she didn't help to call someone, she could only call by herself, she took out her mobile phone and found Murong Chen's phone number and dialed it directly.
"Hello." The low-mellow voice came to mind, with indifference in its gentleness.
"Hello, I'm Nan Qiao, I'm downstairs in your company, and the front desk won't let me in."
Nan Qiao obviously heard a strange sound coming from the phone, as if something had been broken.
"You wait for me, I'll come down right away."
Murong Chen's voice on the phone sounded a little anxious, with wind, it seemed that he was on his way downstairs.
Nan Qiao hung up the phone in satisfaction. It seems that the person her grandfather left for her is still very reliable.
The front desk lady heard Nan Qiao calling, and stepped on high heels with her arms crossed, looking domineering, like watching a clown.
It's just putting on airs. I don't believe that she really has the ability to call down the president.
Time passed bit by bit, the front desk saw that the elevator was indeed moving, and immediately got down, and sneered from the bottom of his heart.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Murong Chen rushed over in a hurry, and when he saw the girl standing downstairs, he frowned slightly, "Why did you get so wet?"
Taking advantage of the situation, he took off his clothes and covered Nan Qiao's shoulders, "Don't catch a cold, come upstairs with me."
Murong Chen went upstairs with Nan Qiao in his arms. Before leaving, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes were sharp as a knife across the front desk, and the front desk felt his neck was chilly.
"You don't have to come to work tomorrow."
The receptionist almost lost his balance, fell down and leaned against the table, she watched Murong Chen help Nan Qiao away with unacceptable looks.
It's over, it's over...
Prepared a towel and blanket for Nan Qiao, and Murong Chen wiped her hair carefully. The boy in front of him who is not too different in age but very safe, at this moment, he only has her in his eyes, and he takes care of her. He was meticulous, and he was gentle when brushing her hair, for fear of hurting her.
"you…"
Before Nan Qiao finished speaking, Murong Chen smiled slightly, although he said: "I am the grandson adopted by your grandfather, the eldest, you can call me big brother, we have five brothers in total, your other brothers will introduce you later, according to Grandpa's last words, since you came to the company to find me, it means you are ready."
I saw Murong Chen took out a contract from the cabinet and placed it in front of her.
"As long as you sign, the entire company is yours, including the hundreds of billions of assets left by your grandfather."
Nan Qiao was taken aback, his eyes widened, "How can there be so much money?"
Although she knows that grandpa is rich, it is not enough to...
So as long as she signs it, she will immediately become a billionaire?
"Shengjing Group has not earned its reputation these years, and there are still some businesses that cannot be done in the open, so it is normal for you not to know. I was the one who took care of these assets on your behalf before, and I will hand over all of them from now on. Here you go."
Murong Chen seemed to be entrusting him with instructions, with a gentle smile, and he couldn't tell at all that such a person was the living King of Hades who was usually frightened by the rumors.
"What about you?" Nan Qiao asked.
"I still have some savings. Grandpa let me practice my skills. He said that if I have the skills, I won't be starved to death wherever I go."
Nan Qiao waved his hands again and again, "No, no, brother, you should manage the company. I don't even know how to manage the company."
The eldest brother thought for a while, and finally said: "If you don't know how, I can teach you. I will help you look after the company first, and I will leave when you learn it."
Nan Qiao shook her head, took Murong Chen's hand to sit on the sofa next to her, and said softly.
"Brother, grandpa trusts you by entrusting all these assets to you. How can a little girl like me manage such a big brother's company? I inherit half of the company's shares, and the remaining half belongs to you. My brother can't work in the company for nothing. What does it look like when there is nothing in the end?"
"Nonsense!" Murong Chen stood up abruptly, staring at her with a serious face, looking like he was about to lose his temper.
Nan Qiao pulled the man back and sat down again, pulling Murong Chen's sleeves with a hint of coquettishness, "I didn't give you the shares for nothing, I have conditions, I hope you can continue to manage the company, As for myself, I’m a freelancer, and I’m just a shopkeeper, and I’ll just get a dividend at the end of the year.”
Finally, Nan Qiao sighed: "Your shares are not easy to get at all~"
Murong Chen was moved from the bottom of his heart, and he pursed his lips tightly, knowing that it was all for the sake of his younger sister, and she didn't want to see him leave the company to comfort him like this.
My heart softened, it was really hard not to like this sister.
"Okay, I accept." Murong Chen no longer refused, but he vowed that he would definitely make the company better and actively become the number one company in the city!
"I want to go back to Grandpa's house first." When Nan Qiao said this, the light in his eyes lost some color.
Because of the quarrel between grandpa and mother, for so many years, every time grandpa is mentioned, Nankang's face is very ugly, and he has not gone back to see grandpa a few times,
"Okay, big brother will take you home."
Murong Chen took the initiative to hold Nan Qiao's hand, and led her downstairs to the underground parking lot.
Looking at Murong Chen's own little hand in his palm, Nan Qiao almost wanted to cry. It's been a long time since she felt the warmth of her family.
Going home, what an extravagant word, but now Nan's home is no longer my home.
Nan Qiao thought she was fighting alone this time, but she didn't want someone else to hold her hand and tell her to take her home.
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