After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Chapter 202: The younger one doesn’t call me sister, he has wild thoughts

Leave open source real estate.

Wen Jin returned to Qiufeng Garden.

I just finished taking a shower and was sitting in the study with a facial mask on and turning on the computer.

The phone rang.

The two words "Zhou Shan" were jumping on the screen.

Wen Jin could vaguely know why she came.

She took off her mask and answered the phone: "It's rare for President Zhou to call me!"

"This is not....No one comes to the temple for no reason. Did I ask you to come?"

"It's rare! No wonder everyone says that I am the emancipated serf singing," Wen Jin leaned against the chair, tapping the ground with his toes from time to time.

"You are wrong," Zhou Shan corrected her seriously, "You are the master now."

Wen Jin:..............

Seeing that she was silent, Zhou Shan asked her out for a drink.

"Can't you talk on the phone?"

"If I could say it, I would have definitely said it. You know me. Although I have an arrogant personality, I am a very sensible person."

Wen Jin curled the corners of his lips, but didn't respond to her words. Instead, he asked for the address.

Zhou Shan hung up the phone and looked at the three people in the room.

There was silence for a moment.

Cheng Yan handed over a brand new Hermès bag: "Rare leather bag, if Miss Wen is willing to help..."

Zhou Sha sighed: "Take it back! She won't accept it."

"Just give it a try! What if?" Cheng Yan said pleadingly.

The fact that Fang He could make such a report shows how stupid she is. Not only is she stupid, but it is their Zhou family that is being dragged down.

They are now treading on thin ice.

"Shen Xunzhou will buy her whatever she wants. If you give her a bag now and Shen Xunzhou finds out, he will think it's unnecessary."

Zhou Shan cast a cold glance at Zhou Ying, but seeing how depressed he was, he was too lazy to scold him.

"I am leaving."

When Wen Jin arrived at the place, Zhou Shan had just parked the car.

What is most lacking near Qiufengyuan is high-end pubs.

After all, it is the doorstep of a high-end luxury house.

Just sell a few glasses of expensive wine.

"I asked you to come here because of Cheng Lai's matter," Zhou Shan said straight to the point.

Sitting in the courtyard of the bar, he held his chin and looked at Wen Jin: "My aunt is a bit brainless. My parents have already done some ideological work on her. There will be a result tomorrow at the latest."

Wen Jin leaned back in his chair, holding the cup and taking a sip nonchalantly: "Is it useful for you to tell me this?"

"It works! You are Mrs. Shen. Do you know how many people are waiting to curry favor with you?"

"So, you are here to curry favor with me today?"

Zhou Shan folded his arms, leaned back in his chair and shook his head: "No, no, no, I'm here to ask you to be my lobbyist."

Wen Jin raised his eyebrows and waited for Zhou Shan to continue.

"Brother Xun Zhou hasn't completely killed our Zhou family. He just thinks that the Zhou family can still be saved, but how to save it is according to his rules. The Zhou family has been doing business with the Shen family for many years, and all parties are familiar with each other. I can't say that they are the most suitable partners, but they are definitely the most convenient partners. As long as Brother Xun Zhou can help our Zhou family to take over, I will definitely obey your orders in the future..."

"You think your parents may not agree."

"In front of capital, all listed companies are ants." As long as Shen Xunzhou is willing, there is nothing the Zhou family can do even if they disagree.

"Zhou Ying is your biological brother."

"There is no real love among the rich. Mothers and daughters, fathers and daughters, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters, can all end up fighting for their own interests. There are countless examples of this from ancient times to the present."

Zhou Shan said, still somewhat worried as he took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag: "Of course they hope that I won't do this and continue to promote Zhou Ying, but you see, a scum who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble, and play with women, has taken this position, which is just a process of evolution from a scum without real power to a scum with real power. By then, when my son takes the position and the family conditions are good, I can find a man I like to marry. If the conditions are not good, they will push me out to arrange a marriage with a wealthy family, and give me a little dowry at the end, so that I can have a good reputation of treating my children equally."

"What about the RV and dowry? Do you think they gave it to me because they love me? They gave it to me for their own face. If they really love me, do you think they are willing to split the family property equally?"

"They win me over with some small favors from time to time, buy me some bags and jewelry from time to time, and that means they love me? But these things are nothing compared to their huge wealth. Can they buy me bags worth hundreds of millions? Can they buy me jewelry worth hundreds of millions?"

Wen Jin sipped his wine, lowered his eyes, and smiled slightly at the corners of his lips. He casually said four words: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Zhou Shan, I have to thank you. I have learned a lot from you, such as..." Wen Jin smiled: "Realism, selfishness."

"No rush, you can consider it. As long as you are willing to help me mention it, the medical beauty company I opened a few days ago can be offered to you with both hands."

"Are you so bold?" Wen Jin's eyes deepened.

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb!" Zhou Shan said, lighting the ash of his cigarette.

That day, she wore a red long-sleeved chiffon skirt with a pair of black Martin boots.

The big waves scattered casually behind her head, and the whole person looked bright and charming.

"Sister," Wen Jin was looking at her when a voice came from the side.

She glanced sideways and saw Jiang Zhihe standing beside her.

"What a coincidence?"

"My tutor and I were having dinner nearby. I didn't expect to run into you," Jiang Zhihe greeted politely.

Zhou Shan looked at him. The boy had red lips, white teeth, fair skin and a thin body. His 1.80-meter height gave people the impression of a pure male college student.

Moreover, this wolf cub looked at Wen Jin with eyes full of possessiveness.

Zhou Shan tapped the ash from his cigarette, a smile deepening on his lips: "If you don't call me sister when you're younger, you're a little wild."

Wen Jin: ...............

Zhou Shan ignored him and looked at Jiang Zhihe, "Can you drink?"

Jiang Zhihe cast a tentative gaze on Wen Jin, as if seeking her consent.

Wen Jin knew that Zhou Shan had no good intentions, and he looked at Jiang Zhihe and raised his chin, his meaning was obvious.

"I have to take my mentor back, another day."

As soon as Jiang Zhihe left, Wen Jin finished his last sip of wine and prepared to leave.

Zhou Shan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and expressed his unique opinion: "That wolf cub likes you."

"You're one less wolf cub."

Zhou Shan clicked his tongue and said, "Be careful. If a perverted prisoner maniac like Shen Xunzhou knew that he had other intentions, he would definitely not let anyone off easily."