Mr. Bao's funeral was very solemn.

The leader of the Shenzhen City King also sent his secretary to attend the funeral and highly praised and affirmed the old man's life.

This point actually made several other wealthy families re-examine the Bao family.

Everyone originally thought that after the death of the old ship king, the Bao family, which had no successor, was destined to decline.

However, leader Wang personally sent people to express condolences, which represented the attitude of the mainland and showed that the Bao family maintained a good relationship with the mainland.

Based on this, some people with evil intentions who were ready to make plans to pack up the family had to temporarily restrain their minds.

Bao Yuqian's aunt, the fourth child of the Bao family, finally appeared before the old man's funeral.

This was the first time Jiang Hua saw her. The first impression this woman gave him was that she was too arrogant.

Originally, the fourth son of the Bao family looked down upon Jiang Hua, thinking that he, a mainlander, came to attend the old man's funeral just because he wanted to cling to the Bao family.

But when she saw Leader Wang's secretary being polite to Jiang Hua, she realized belatedly that this young man's background seemed not simple.

"Third sister, it seems to me that Yuqian is very close to this mainlander. Who is he?"

The fourth child of the Bao family asked curiously.

"You don't care too much about family affairs. He is our father's old friend, a very powerful young man."

Bao Wenli sighed.

She didn't know what to say about her fourth sister. Her son's education was not good, so that's it. She even almost didn't make it in time to attend her father's funeral. Perhaps because she was the youngest, her family loved her too much since she was a child. Among the four sisters,

She is the most immature.

"It's not like our overseas companies have never recruited mainland Chinese or overseas students on scholarships, but that deep-seated inferiority complex can never be changed."

The fourth child of the Bao family curled his lips in disapproval.

"Fourth sister, if you knew his current worth, you would never say such things again."

Bao Wenli is the person who knows Jiang Hua best among the second generation of the Bao family.

She knew what her daughter was thinking, but the third lady of the dignified Bao family would never be a mistress or a mistress, so although she admired Jiang Hua, she didn't want her daughter to get too close to him.

"Looking at how much money he has at such a young age?"

The fourth child of the Bao family asked curiously.

"As far as the assets that I know of, there are more than 10 billion, and there may be some industries that I don't know about."

Bao Wenli said calmly.

"It's fake. How can he, a mainlander, have so much money?"

Bao Xinghe was beside his mother. After hearing this, his eyes widened in surprise.

"There is one more thing, you will be even more surprised when you hear it."

Bao Wenli looked at Jiang Hua with complicated eyes.

If this young man were her son-in-law, she would be able to wake up from her dreams with a smile. Unfortunately, her daughter and him are destined to have no connection.

"What's up?"

The fourth child of the Bao family was aroused.

"Before dad died, he entrusted him to take care of the Bao family."

Bao Wenli hesitated and said.

Brother-in-law Shu Haiwen thinks that the old man has lost his mind and is not clear-headed, so he talks such nonsense.

But she had a different view. Her father had never made a wrong decision in his life. Sometimes, before people die, they can foresee things that they cannot usually see.

"Third sister, you praise him too much. Why does our Bao family need his care?"

The fourth child of the Bao family looked disapproving.

Although Bao Xinghe also felt that his grandfather was old and confused, in his heart, he had already left the impression that Jiang Hua was very powerful.

With assets of more than 10 billion, many people in his dandy circle do not have this worth.

When the funeral was coming to an end, Li Bancheng also came, pretending to wipe away his tears, and said implicitly that Mr. Bao was gone and he was lonely because he could no longer find a rival.

Jiang Hua stood aside and watched with cold eyes. He didn't like Li Bancheng because this man was too shrewd, too shrewd, and calculated everything too clearly. It seemed that the meaning of his life was to constantly hunt for wealth.

Thirty years later, the younger generation in Xiangjiang cannot afford to buy a house, and three generations of many families live in shabby houses of tens of square meters. This is half of Li Bancheng's credit.

"Jiang Sheng, I've heard about you. Your tourism real estate in Qiongzhou is doing very well. Are you interested in taking the company to Xiangjiang for listing?"

After Li Bancheng finished offering incense to the old man, he walked up to Jiang Hua and asked with a smile.

"I'm not interested. An honest person like me who is engaged in real estate and doesn't want to suck blood will be eliminated sooner or later. Listing the company will be harmful to others and myself."

Jiang Hua laughed at himself.

Real estate has never been the most important part of his business map. He would rather climb down the technological tree and make high-tech products than get involved in residential real estate and stir up trouble.

"Young people have a bad breath."

Li Bancheng's expression changed several times and he left angrily.

"Jiang Sheng, why did you offend him for no reason?"

Shu Haiwen has the kind of amiable character that makes money. In the business world, he is never willing to offend anyone.

"I am too lazy to deal with people who are destined not to be together."

Jiang Hua said calmly.

Bao Xinghe saw the scene just now and whispered to his mother: "Mom, this mainland kid is so crazy!"

"This kind of character is easy to suffer, so don't imitate him."

The fourth child of the Bao family also felt that it was unwise for Jiang Hua to offend Li Bancheng.

After the funeral, Bao Yuqian made an appointment with Bao Xinghe to a nearby cold drink shop, and Jiang Hua was also there.

"Cousin, I want to ask you something."

Bao Yuqian said after ordering drinks.

"Cousin, I'm not telling you, look at what you're wearing now, it's too tacky, like a mainland girl."

Bao Xinghe held a cup of Coke in both hands and said carelessly.

"What's wrong with her? Simplicity is the most beautiful, but those fancy bat shirts look vulgar and cheap."

As a later generation, Jiang Hua really cannot appreciate the dressing style of fashionable women in Hong Kong in this era.

In this era, pretty girls from Hong Kong like to perm their hair and wear brightly colored bat shirts. In his eyes, they are not as pleasing to the eye as girls from the mainland.

Bao Yuqian didn't expect Jiang Hua to praise her, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, feeling very happy.

"Forget it, we don't have a common language and can't talk together. Cousin, if you have something to say, please tell me quickly. After that, I'm leaving."

Bao Xinghe had a bored look on his face.

"Cousin, there was a car accident on Panshan Road not long ago. Do you know who the bastard who hit and ran was?"

Bao Yuqian asked seriously.

"Why do you ask?"

Bao Xinghe was stunned for a moment. Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he knew something.

"If you know who it is, tell me quickly."

Bao Yuqian asked urgently.

"Cousin, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't ask."
Chapter completed!