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Chapter 207: Do you think I'm a beggar?

"Give you money!" When Qiao Ju heard these three words, she seemed to hear the beauty of nature. Her old face turned red with joy, but before she could speak, Fan Di's face changed again...

"Five million, I can only give you five million. Even if I give it to you on behalf of my father, as for whether you can win, I can't help you." Fandi's heartless eyes were obviously telling Qiao Ju that there was no room for negotiation.

Qiao Ju was stunned and couldn't believe what she heard... He heard it right? Five million?

For ordinary people, five million is a huge sum of money, but for the Yan family and the Fan family, five million is really not worth mentioning. Buying a car at will may exceed this price. Holding a birthday party or a wedding may cost millions. In the stock market, if you spend millions on it, it may just cause a small wave, and it will not have any effect on the general trend.

Qiao Ju couldn't maintain etiquette anymore and glared at Fandi: "You think I'm a beggar? I'll send me five million away? I won't tell you anymore, I want to see my godfather!"

An old woman in her seventies was shaking and grey and was still tantrums, yelling to see her godfather. This... This scene really made Fan Di feel disgusted... If Qiao Ju really wanted to see her out of concern, then it would be fine. He might be able to agree, but obviously she wanted to see her godfather to get the other party's financial support. What is this woman's heart?

Fan Dingtian was in poor health and had been in bed for a long time. Fan Di did not want Qiao Ju to disturb him, especially in such a situation.

"Qiao Ju, my father once told me that if you come back one day and want to repeat the same trick, he asked me to advise you to recite your Buddhist scriptures honestly... My father also said that you have a serious sin, and he regretted helping you deal with the Yan family back then. Dad doesn't want to see you again, so that you can do it yourself." Fan Di said this very solemnly, with a bit of the charm of Fan Dingtian when he was young.

Qiao Ju's face was pale and covered her chest with a sad expression: "No...I don't believe it! My godfather won't treat me like this...You must be lying! I don't believe it!"

Fandi ignored Qiao Ju's indignation and handed a check in front of her, and took a deep look at the wrinkled face... Old man, old man, not every old man is kind, not every old man is kind, there is also a kind of person who is as hateful and pitiful as Qiao Ju.

Fandi left the meeting hall, no matter how hysterical Qiao Ju was behind him, he ignored it.

Fandi also understood that he and Yan Jiyun might have to go to war one day, but that would be in his own way, rather than joining forces with Qiao Ju. He disdained the victory of this kind of war.

At this moment, Qiao Ju fell on the chair, her spirits were depressed and her hair was messy, making people feel that she was actually pitiful... She has lived in calculating all her life, and she has never stopped her pursuit of power and status since she married Yan Hongzhang. It is rare for her to be persistent for decades, and even being sent to a nunnery could not save her rotten heart. She rarely lived happily in her life because she wanted to get too much, too much jealousy, too much hatred, and too much calculating. To put it bluntly, she was just trying to do it, but she was just enjoying it. Perhaps she could completely calm down when she entered the coffin...

The more crazy Qiao Ju is, the more he hates Yan Hongzhang... He forced her to sign an agreement after the last time she failed to deal with the Yan family, proving that the property and shares he owned in his name are no longer related to Qiao Ju.

It is because of this that when Yan Hongzhang is unconscious, Qiao Ju can't control the 30% stake in his name. Therefore, Qiao Ju wants to take Yan Yue over...

=========Cute dividing line=======

On Friday, when the stock market closed today, Yan Jiyun already held 18% of the stock, and Qiao Ju almost gave up all her financial resources to hold 16%. The company will soon hold another shareholder meeting. At that time, will Yan Yue reshuffle or still be surnamed Yan? Now it seems that no one dares to take it lightly. Only at the last moment will he know who is the real winner...

The ups and downs of Yan Yue and the Yan family have nothing to do with Shui Han...at least on the surface it seems.

After she returned from the cruise ship, Tong Fei immediately pulled her into the bedroom for a "interrogation", which was nothing more than asking Shui Hanfandi how she was treating her and what delicious food and fun on the cruise ship.

Shui Han told Tong Fei one by one and took out some snacks from her bag.

"Wow... Tiramisu... Vienna chocolate almond cake... Boston pie" Tong Fei's eyes were straightened. Just looking at the appearance of this pastry, it made people drool. With this fragrance, it was simply a foodie who couldn't stop you from tempting you!

Tong Fei's excitement quickly turned into entanglement, biting her lip with a bitter face, showing that she was having a fierce ideological struggle...

"These are all desserts. I will gain weight again after eating... I have worked hard to lose weight and only lost one pound. After eating, even the results of one pound will disappear. Maybe I will be fatter... No, no... I can't eat, I can't eat..." Tong Fei turned her eyes away in pain, lay on Shui Han's shoulder, but couldn't help but look back at the desserts and wailed: "Hanhan, did you do it on purpose, wuwuwu..."

It is already a painful thing for a person who loves desserts and a standard foodie to lose weight. Now he has to face the confusion of food, which is really torture.

Seeing Tong Fei struggle so hard, Shui Han couldn't help feeling distressed for her, and showed a pity on her face and said softly: "Of course we have to share what's delicious."

"Wuwuwu... Hanhan, why don't you eat as fat as me? I'm envious, jealous and hateful!"

“I grew fat when I was pregnant…”

"Yes, that's pregnancy, but you won't be fat if you eat whatever you want when you're pregnant!" Every time Tong Fei thinks of this, she feels unfair to God. Why is she so easy to be fat as a foodie?

Shui Han kept comforting Tong Fei, and Shui Han expressed deep sympathy for her current situation.

"Or what, you're just a bite? You probably won't get fat in one bite, right?" Shui Han picked up the fragrant chocolate almond cake and came to Tong Fei, digging it with a spoon and sending it over.

Tong Fei swallowed and said with a heart-standard: "Okay, just take a bite!"

But can I really control it? After one bite, one bite, one bite, one bite, one bite... I can't stop as long as I start. The charm of food is magical, otherwise so many people wouldn't be struggling to diet.

Seeing Tong Fei eating so happily, Shui Han felt even more unbearable when she remembered that she needed to lose weight: "Tong Fei, if you lose weight, don't lose weight, you are only 1) pound, you are not particularly fat. Don't be sad about the last time you broke up. You are so good. I believe that even if you don't lose weight, there will be men who like you, but you haven't met it yet..."

Tong Fei was very moved when she heard this, with a cake stuffed in her mouth and her eyes turned red: "Hanhan, it's better for you to treat me..."

The two little women comforted and cheered each other, ate delicious desserts together, shared the pleasure brought by the food, and exchanged their experiences, and the atmosphere began to become active again.

When the three cakes on the table entered the stomachs of two people, Tong Fei finally remembered an important thing...

"Hanhan, I called you that day, but you were not in the service area. I wanted to tell you that there is a photography competition that suits you very well..." Tong Fei's round and tender face showed a mysterious expression.

"Uh? Photography Competition? What kind of competition?" Shui Han was curious, and the word "expectation" was clearly written in her bright eyes.

Judging from her expression, Tong Fei knew that she had done the right thing to sign up for her.

"Hanhan, this photography competition is definitely suitable for you! I called you that day because the time was urgent and registration was about to end the next day, so I will take action first and then report to register for you!"

Shui Han was stunned for a moment, her watery eyes widened and said nervously: "I... I haven't participated in the photography competition. Is the photos I took really OK?"

"Of course, you didn't find your own good. Let professionals discover you as a talent now! By the way, what I cast for you is the photo of the old man watering vegetables in the sunset, is it okay?"

"That?" A picture flashed in Shui Han's mind... It was her photo of Yan Hongzhang wearing a straw hat and watering vegetables in the vegetable field of the mansion. But she remembers that the photos could not see clearly the appearance of the characters, and the artistic conception of the photos was not to highlight the facial features, but to the harmony and spiritual outlook that blended with the characters and nature.

After thinking about it, since the photo cannot be seen as Yan Hongzhang, it is no problem to take it to the competition. This is a photo she likes very much.

Shui Han quickly figured out this matter, and the more she thought about it, she was surprised. She hugged Tong Fei and laughed: "It's great, thank you!"

Tong Fei's face collapsed: "What are you saying thank you? Be an outsider?"

"Gee..." Shui Han looked at Tong Fei and smiled, so happy that she couldn't stop her from getting started.

"Come on, look, this is what I've passed on...film to digital, and the rules of the competition, please watch it slowly!" Tong Fei turned on the computer.

Shui Han carefully read the rules of the photography competition intently. When she saw that she needed to provide the original information to the competition after being shortlisted, she couldn't help but nodded and smiled... Tong Fei cast a photo of film to digital for her. If she could be shortlisted, she would have to provide the negative of the photo. This is easy to deal with, she has always kept it...
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