Chapter 132 Jiang Tanzi
Wen Yu was full of contempt in her heart, but said words of concern on her mouth: "Dad, what's the matter? You don't look very good, did you not sleep well recently? Or are you sick?"
Hearing his daughter's soft-spoken concern, Father Wen said angrily, "Isn't it because of Lin Qianxiao's dowry?"
Wen Yu pretended to be puzzled, "Is it because the family can't afford so much money?"
Father Wen sighed: "It's not that far. The company had a big client before, and the project funds owed to the company have not been paid. Your grandfather left this matter to me. Xiaoyu, you don't know, now The ones who owe money are all uncles. I lost all my smiles, drank so much that my stomach vomited blood, and the other party found various reasons to delay the payment.
Later, your grandfather asked me how things were going. You also know the old man's temper, domineering and bossy.
It doesn’t matter if Dad gets scolded, the main thing is that your grandpa is getting old and losing his temper will affect his health, so I told him that the matter is settled, and he will transfer the money to the company account in a few days.
Just in time for Lin Qianxiao to go home and say that we are going to hold a wedding, let's raise a dowry. Recently, the company's funds are relatively tight, and your grandfather plans to use the money I just recovered to make up for it.
I have been worrying about this matter for the past few days, and I have had trouble sleeping and eating. The client refused to give it, and your grandpa urged me every day. I am in a dilemma. "
Wen Yu pretended to look innocently and worriedly at Father Wen, "Then what did Dad want me to do when he came to see me?"
No wonder everyone says that her daughter is a caring little padded jacket, gentle, well-behaved and considerate.
Before looking for Wen Yu, he went to Wen Ziming, the eldest son. After all, he needed to make up a huge amount this time, and only Wen Ziming had the ability.
Unexpectedly, before he could finish his sentence, his son rejected him coldly and mercilessly on the grounds of being inconvenient.
He came to find his daughter Wen Yu because he had no other choice, but in fact he didn't have any illusions about Wen Yu's financial resources. He paid two million at most, maybe not even one million.
Hey.
Father Wen looked at Xiaoyu hesitantly: "Xiaoyu, you know a lot of friends, can you borrow some money from the rich friends around you to help Dad tide over the difficulties, and wait for the money from the big customers to come back in two days. , Dad promises to return it to your friends immediately."
Wen Yu pretended to be embarrassed, "Dad, I know a lot of people, but most of them are still students like me. They depend on their families for food and don't have much money, but..."
As soon as Father Wen heard about this turning point, he knew there was something going on, and his eyes immediately shone brighter than a light bulb, "Xiaoyu, do you have a solution? Xiaoyu, you must help daddy, otherwise your grandpa will beat daddy to death this time.
Don't you want to marry Jiang Zhi? Dad promises that as long as he can get through this difficulty, he will do his best to help you realize your wish! "
Wen Yu was waiting for this sentence.
She was ecstatic in her heart, but she put on a shy and uneasy look on her face, "Dad, don't say that, Xiao Xiao is also the daughter of Wen's family, and it's the same when she married into Jiang's family. I don't care."
Father Wen didn't like his daughter Lin Qianxiao from the very beginning. When she first returned to Wen's house, she had a gloomy face all day long, and her personality was extreme. Later, when she entered the entertainment industry, she was ashamed of herself and became notorious. Now she is relying on her back Backed by the Jiang family, he was so arrogant and domineering that even his elders dared to do anything.
And all these factors added up, it is not as good as Lin Qianxiao asking for a dowry of 300 million, which made Father Wen feel disgusted.
After hearing Wen Yu's words, Father Wen scolded viciously: "My Wen family doesn't have such a disrespectful and ungrateful daughter like her!"
After finishing speaking, Father Wen continued to change the topic to the matter of borrowing money. The old man had already urged him several times. If he didn't try to find a way to make up enough money, he would definitely reveal that he was short of the company's funds.
Being scolded is the second thing. He is worried that the old man will take back all the shares in his hands and give them to Wen Ziming in a fit of anger.
Originally, he held 10% of Wen's shares, but later the old man found out because of misappropriation of funds, not only removed him from the post of president, but also took half of his shares and transferred them to Wen Ziming.
Although Wen Ziming is his son, Wen Ziming has been taught by the old man since he was a child, so he is indifferent, and his relationship with his father is even more indifferent.
Wen Ziming now owns 8% of the shares. If the old man takes back 5% of his shares to Wen Ziming this time, then Wen Ziming's shares will reach 13%, and he can naturally compete for the position of Wen's president.
Once Wen Ziming succeeds in taking this position, there is really no hope for him in this life.
"Xiaoyu, do you have a friend who can help Dad with money difficulties?"
Wen Yu looked hesitant, "I can only ask for you first, but I don't guarantee that it will work."
"Okay! Xiaoyu, can you ask me right now?"
Wen Yu had no choice but to take out her phone, dialed a random number and went out, but no one answered after waiting for half a minute.
"He is in the tobacco and alcohol trade, and he may be discussing matters with customers. I will contact him later to ask."
"OK then."
Father Wen was very disappointed, but there was no other way.
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Jiang Zhi had to work overtime at night, Lin Qianxiao started his routine of watching TV and doing yoga after dinner alone.
The prime-time TV series ended at about 9 o'clock, and Lin Qianxiao's yoga practice also ended at this point.
After putting away the yoga mat, the servant saw that Lin Qianxiao didn't go upstairs to take a shower after doing yoga as usual, but sat on the sofa in a daze with boredom, so he teased her:
"Ah, is the wife waiting for the husband to come back?"
Lin Qian smiled blushing, and said seriously: "I have something important to ask him."
Xiao Yi gave a meaningful "Oh".
Lin Qianxiao wanted to say something else. Mrs. Feng brought a bowl of white, tender and smooth milk pudding-like snack from the kitchen, and put it in front of Lin Qianxiao, "This is a snack in my hometown, called almond tofu, ma'am Taste how it tastes."
Lin Qianxiao took a piece of almond tofu with a spoon and put it into her mouth. It was cool, sweet and refreshing, with a strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.
"Well, it's okay, this is watered, is it the sweet-scented osmanthus that Xiaosi Xiaowu went to the backyard to pick a few days ago, pickled osmanthus honey?"
Xiao Yi rushed to answer, "Yes, is it fragrant? When Mrs. Xu opened the pot of pickled honey in the afternoon, I was so greedy that I was drooling."
Lin Qianxiao likes delicious and crispy food and snacks, but doesn't have much feeling for desserts, so seeing Xiaoyi's gluttony, she asked Aunt Feng to bring out another bowl.
Sister-in-law Feng explained in a difficult way: "I just made a bowl and gave it to my wife to try something new. I will make more next time."
"okay."
After Mrs. Feng returned to the kitchen, Lin Qian smiled and bit the spoon and asked Xiao Yi in a low voice, "Do you want to eat? Do you want what I have eaten?"
Xiao Yi smiled and nodded, "Okay, anyway, I don't dislike my wife's saliva."
After speaking, a figure came over, the master and servant turned their heads, Jiang Zhi, who was only wearing a black shirt with two buttons open on his upper body, his coat and tie were gone, stared at the two with dark eyes.
Second watch around 9:30.
(end of this chapter)