"Boss." A man came up to report, "the place where you live and the place where you work have been arranged for you."


    The man didn''t speak and looked away.


    Eighteen years.


    It has been eighteen years since he left the city.


    Next week is your 70th birthday. He will show up on time to celebrate his birthday.


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    Meng Qingyan enters Chuci''s room with a document bag in her hand.


    Chuci is playing a game and seems to be in a good mood.


    Meng Qingyan is holding a document bag with a tangled expression and hesitant steps.


    Although she has promised her husband, Meng Qingyan hesitates when she really wants to speak.


    After struggling for a long time, Meng Qingyan finally decides to talk to Chu Ci about it.


    "Ah Ci, mom has something to discuss with you."


    "Go ahead." The voice of Chu Ci is languid and cold.


    Looking at Chu Ci''s cold and calm face, Meng Qingyan felt bitter inside.


    "Ah Ci, here''s a contract. I hope you can sign it. You can rest assured that your mother won''t hurt you. It''s all for your own good."


    Meng Qingyan put the contract beside the keyboard of Chuci.


    Take Chu Ci and look at it quickly.


    More than ten pages of the contract, Chu Ci only read for one minute.


    Seeing that the songs of Chu were read so quickly, Meng Qingyan was inexplicably relieved.


    After reading, Chu Ci put the contract aside and looked back to the game interface.


    "No sign."


    Two word reply, simple and clear.


    "Yes Any questions? " Meng Qingyan asks carefully.


    "No doubt."


    "Then why not sign it?" Meng Qingyan asked.


    Chu Ci turns to look at Meng Qingyan. Her keen eyes make Meng Qingyan feel confused.


    "It''s one thing that I don''t want to inherit your family''s legacy, but it''s another thing to let me give you the property inherited from the Chu family." Chuci said, "although you have hidden the property transfer as much as possible, and repeatedly stressed that I just let you manage it on your behalf, and promised to give me the annual income. At first glance, it seems like a financial means, but in fact, as long as I sign this agreement, that part of the property will not belong to me, and whether you give me the annual income depends on your conscience."


    The words of Chu are very clear, and they are not fooled by the complicated surface description of the contract.


    Meng Qingyan froze, stiff expression, body is also stiff.


    After a while, Meng Qingyan found her voice again: "ah Ci, you are still small in the end. Even if you inherit the company, it is not easy to take care of it. If the company fails, you may lose money."


    Chuci calmly replied: "I can choose to sell this part of the equity in exchange for cash, and then give the cash to the financial management company to help me take care of it. I can buy some funds with relatively stable income. If I can''t save it in the bank, the interest will be more than the annual income written in this contract."


    "Ah Ci, these are the property of the Chu family. They are your share and your brother''s share. Don''t your parents belong to your sister and brother when they get old?" Meng Qingyan frowned and explained earnestly.


    "It''s your business, not mine, that you want to leave wealth for future generations."


    "Ah CI!" Meng Qingyan squatted down and said, "ah Ci, just listen to your mother and sign this agreement. Your father has a bad attitude towards you for a reason. If you give him the money, he will treat you better for the sake of this matter."