The old man Zhan Mingchuan immediately frowned, "Don't be rude! Who are you talking to?"
The sonorous and serious tone made Zhan Liunian frown, and some people thought he had offended his parents.
Zhan Liunian raised his eyebrows, that's all, the old man finally agreed to come to Haicheng, and he wouldn't go against him.
Ask: "Where are the guests?"
Zhan Mingchuan blew his beard and stared, almost scolding him for being blind.
At this moment, Zhan Liunian finally reacted, staring at Song Qianqian, his brows gradually wrinkled strangely, "You want to withdraw money?"
Earl Song said that his brothers were so poor that they were almost out of pants, but his brother was a multi-millionaire?
Is this a new bad joke this year?
"Do you think the money in the Bank of Sichuan is a ghost coin? You can withdraw it as you please. Do you have money with me?"
How can it be.
In order to scare him into handing over Earl Song, I really dared to think of any method.
In the blink of an eye, he saw the old man's face was ugly, and Zhan Liunian immediately became good-tempered again, "Dad, you are old but you can't be confused. Why do you believe everyone?"
Zhan Mingchuan slapped the table with a "pop!", and it was obvious that he had a lot of opinions about his son, "I think you are the one who is confused and your brain is in vain! If you don't apologize to me, do you know who she is?"
Zhan Liunian is now a man of his own and a figure in the industry. Outside, only others look at his face.
But in front of the old man, he is still a son.
He could only look at his father, "Who is this?"
Zhan Mingchuan: "Song Qianqian's heirs and benefactor's descendants are also benefactors!"
"Song Qianqian?"
I know this name Zhan Liunian because he is the venture capitalist of their family bank, and he is the only venture capitalist.
Not long after, Zhan Liunian smiled and said, "Dad, what did she use to scare you? Can anyone be the successor of a benefactor? I think he is a charlatan."
When Zhan Mingchuan heard this, he was so angry that he picked up the bag next to him and stood up.
After scanning his office, there was a pool table next to it, which Zhan Liunian occasionally used to relax.
Zhan Mingchuan picked up the billiard cue and went to greet Zhan Liunian.
Zhan Liunian was stunned for a moment and hid on the other side of the billiard table, "Dad! Dad! If you have something to say, please tell me! Can you change your bad temper?"
Zhan Mingchuan pointed at him with a billiard cue, "You bastard, I think you have lost your mind now! You are determined to bankrupt Sichuandu Bank!"
Zhan Liunian frowned when he heard this.
[Don’t try to trick my brother, if you dare to send him in...Kawato Bank may collapse.]
These are her original words.
Is she really Song Qianqian's heir?
Zhan Liunian didn't believe it anyway, "What evidence does she have to prove herself?"
Zhan Mingchuan didn't believe it at first.
Just two days ago, Zhan Mingchuan was still in Sichuan City. She stood at his door and asked with a smile: "I'm looking for the founding president of Sichuandu Bank, right?"
"I am." Zhan Mingchuan was puzzled and nodded.
She was very direct, "I want to take away a personal item from the bank, but my ancestors did not give me any direct physical evidence, so I would like to ask you for a favor."
Zhan Mingchuan smiled and thought she was just a child fooling around, and asked casually: "What are you taking?"
But she heard her say: "The tail ring of Song Qianqian, the richest woman who died suddenly thirty years ago."
When Zhan Mingchuan heard this, his expression became serious and he stared at her, "What did you say?"
Song Qianqian smiled and said, "You heard that right."
After a quiet stalemate for a while, Zhan Mingchuan let her into the house, but he was very cautious, "Little girl, this thing is not something you can just take."
Song Qianqian looked at herself, could she tell she was a girl?
Sure enough, I have better judgment than my son. Zhan Liunian thought she was a boy from the beginning to the end.
She smiled and said, "I know, I don't have any other evidence, but I can draw the tail ring for you on the spot, inside and out, including the engravings and flaws."
Only she herself knows these things best.
Zhan Mingchuan thought that it wouldn't hurt to paint a picture. He was bored anyway and didn't think this girl could do anything good.
My benefactor had always been very low-key and focused on making money, so the rumors about her were extremely mysterious.
Everyone at that time knew that she had been wearing a tail ring, but no one knew the detailed design of the ring. Many people wanted to interview her to learn more about the story, but she refused.
Song Qianqian took out a pen and paper and sat at the coffee table.
The ring design is not complicated. She sketched it out in two or three strokes, cut the paper into a three-dimensional tail ring, and then painted the inner carving.
When she drew "l" and "h", Zhan Mingchuan's eyes were full of surprise, "How do you know this?"
After finishing the last flaw, Song Qianqian stopped writing, "Not only do I know these two letters are engraved in it, but I also know that they are the initials of Leng Yin and Han Qing."
She and her master only have one name in the Xuan Realm, and that is Leng Yin and Han Qing.
Of course, Zhan Mingchuan didn't know this, so he was even more surprised that she knew more than him, "Who asked you to pick it up?"
Song Qianqian looked calm, "She's grandma, I guess."
But Zhan Mingchuan shook his head, "She is unmarried and infertile. She has no descendants and no heirs."
She sighed to herself, so she asked why she was so stubborn in her last life. She did nothing but make money and do charity!
"If Mr. Zhan has any doubts, you can ask me any questions about her." She had no other choice.
Zhan Mingchuan looked at her, "Do you know what her relationship is with me?"
"I know, she had no place to put the money at that time, so she invested 20 million in you as a start-up capital. Part of the money was transported by tractor, and the right rear wheel of the tractor was broken."
Zhan Mingchuan's pupils opened wider and wider, did he even know this?
He was a little excited. What if she secretly left behind offspring, and he could realize his passion for repaying her kindness.
"Little girl, what is your name?"
"Song Qianqian."
"Clang!"
She had just finished saying her name when Zhan Mingchuan lost his balance and fell off the solid wood stool, "You, you, what did you just say your name was?"
She also looked helpless, "What a coincidence, my original name was Gu Qianqian, but after she returned to her biological mother's house, she now has the same name as your benefactor."
Song Qianqian then talked about a lot of scattered things about her previous life.
"It can be said that I am her heir." Song Qianqian said.
Zhan Mingchuan couldn't find any reason not to believe her.
Moreover, the more he looked at her, the closer he felt to her. This was the heir chosen by his benefactor, the little benefactor of his Zhan family!
So that afternoon, Zhan Mingchuan took her to the founding headquarters of Sichuan Bank. Of course, there was the last hurdle, which was the password to get the ring.
He just took her into the asset storage center, but he was a little worried, "You should know the password?"
Song Qianqian smiled and said, "Of course."
Zhan Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, there was no doubt that he was a small benefactor. This was a kind of comfort to him, a comfort that his feelings for his benefactor could be passed down.
He watched with his own eyes as she accurately entered the password to open the safe.