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The purchase ratio has not reached 60%. Zhou Jin and Shen Yaoyao glanced at An Xu Mo who was obediently holding the food in the corner, feeling quite uncomfortable. He didn't want to attract the attention of the people around An Xu Mo, and quickly withdrew his attention, "So today the family called him back for equity?"
The young man nodded: "He and Zhou's equity are not involved, but your uncle left a Yangfan Group when he was alive. After An Xumo reaches adulthood, those equity interests should be inherited by him. Yangfan's shares are for Zhou. It’s not a big deal, but Zhou’s family can’t swallow it. They will definitely take the shares from An Xumo."
The equity transfer is not a trivial matter. It is placed in a public place in full view, so that everyone can witness the signing of the voluntarily waived guarantee|certificate|book-Zhou is not stingy with this method. Although he has always been favored, Zhou Jinshen never doubted this.
The originally clear hatred and debts suddenly became chaotic. The truth is probably that An Xu Mo was unprovoked. Zhou Jinshen felt even more difficult to feel at ease when he thought that the people were brought here by himself. He got up and wanted to go in the direction of An Xu Mo, but was caught by the youth.
"Where are you going?"
Zhou Jinshen frowned: "Send him away."
The young man shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "There is a bodyguard | he can't go."
Zhou Jin's eyes were dim. He glanced around, and then retreated his gaze and said to the young man: "Zimai, do me a favor."
After looking at each other, An Xu Mo is a little confused. Zhou Jinshen and the youth around him quickly closed their eyes and started talking again. An Xumo thought that the meeting was just an accident, so he didn't care. As long as you can see Zhou Jinshen a few times, he has no other requirements.
This is also the reason for wanting to go to the entertainment industry. Although Zhou Jinshen has a lot of resources, he should have a lot of shots. However, his personal schedule is very low-key, and he rarely appears in public in private time, and he has not even started Weibo. An Xumo wanted to see his former elder brother more, only then would he pluck up the courage to come in.
It's just that An Xumo didn't wait long, when a waiter approached him and said that the third master called him over. The third person among his peers was Zhou Jinshen. Although An Xu Mo was surprised, he still followed.
The youth next to Zhou Jinshen is still there, and the two are talking to another object. After getting closer, An Xu Mo felt that this person was more familiar. But he hadn't participated in the Zhou family's communication before, and the people he knew were very limited. He really couldn't think of where he would meet this person.
He walked to Zhou Jinshen's side, but the other party ignored him. The young man reminded him that Zhou Jinshen turned his eyes as if he had just seen An Xu Mo.
An Xu Mo was slightly taken aback, because he saw obvious displeasure on the opponent's face. An Xumo is not sensitive to other people's emotions, otherwise he would not stand in the banquet hall unconsciously and be looked at as a joke. But he was very sensitive to Zhou Jinshen's state. The man obviously didn't want to pay attention to him now, so he only gave him an ugly look, then turned his head and continued to talk to other people.
This kind of Zhou Jinshen was obviously different from when he got along in the afternoon, and it was the other party who called him over. An Xumo didn't understand what had happened and was a little at a loss.
He stood there alone, looking rather pitiful. In the end, it seemed that the young man couldn't see it and proactively said to An Xumo: "Mr. An, right? Would you like a drink with Jin Shen?"
The waiter took the initiative to bring up the goblet and bottle. An Xumo has never had a drink, and now he has no idea of a drink. But in this tense and embarrassing situation, the young man helped him out of the siege very naturally. There was no other way An Xumo could only follow the movements of others, and nodded cautiously.
"...good."
Zhou Jinshen still had no response. The goblet in his hand was empty. The waiter was busy helping him pour the wine. The young man picked up another wine glass from the tray and handed it to An Xu Mo.
An Xu Mogang wanted to take it, but he was hit by Zhou Jin who suddenly retreated. Under the impact, An Xu Mo's arm swayed, and the wine glass he couldn't hold firmly tilted over, spilling the whole on his chest.
"Tsk..." The waiter had already poured the wine and backed away. No one noticed Zhou Jinshen's actions just now. He was unconscious when he hit someone, but impatiently said, "Why can't you even hold a cup?"
The spilling of the wine is not trivial. Coupled with the youth's constant apology and Zhou Jinshen's voice, many people around have noticed the movement here. In recent years, Zhou Jinshen has not appeared much at Zhou's banquets. Most of the people present knew him only by names in the entertainment industry. Seeing him speaking like this, they only thought that he could not understand An Xu Mo. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, An Xu Mo grabbed Zhou Jinshen's parents.
An Xumo lowered his eyes and said in a low voice I'm sorry. He grinned reluctantly at the youth and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care.
The suit just bought was scrapped, and a lot of wasted money. An Xumo thought that this suit was enough to buy a lot of white T-shirts that were thrown away in the afternoon, so he felt distressed. The tenderest piece on the tip of my heart was poked, and the pain made people breathless.
The youth seemed to persuade Zhou Jinshen to say a few words, but An Xu Mo did not hear clearly, and then Zhou Jinshen asked him to change his clothes. The ashamed youth asked to go with him. Zhou Jinshen frowned. , Waved his hand to let the two leave.
An Xu Mo was led to the side exit of the hall. As he walked along, the wine stains on his chest were still dripping intermittently. On such a grand occasion, this dress seemed a bit gaffe.
But clothes are always dead, and no matter how embarrassed they are, they won’t be as embarrassed as the person wearing it.
An Xumo walked for a while, and when the two walked outside, he realized something was wrong. He wanted to ask the young man walking in front, but the other party motioned him not to speak out. The road ahead became more and more tortuous, until a gray RV appeared in front of him, and the youth stopped.
After being stuffed into the RV, An Xumo's doubts in his heart became even greater, but the young man who got in the car with him did not open an explanation. He took a bag from the back seat and handed it over directly.
"This is your brother's clothes. The new ones have not been taken apart. You will take them first."
An Xumo didn't react while holding the paper bag. The young man saw it and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder: "Did you scare you? Sorry, your brother wanted to take you out of the venue."
He introduced himself: "I am Mr. Zhou's agent Xin Zimai and his assistant."
An Xumo then remembered why he thought the other person was familiar. It turned out that he was thinking in the wrong direction. He didn't expect that the young man would actually be in the circle.
Even so, his alertness did not fade much: "I am An Xumo... I'm sorry, I want to leave here."
Xin Zimai smiled bitterly with guilt: "I'm sorry for the facts just now. May I explain things to you clearly?"
An Xumo's chest was still wet, but he didn't plan to change clothes here, just nodded alertly: "Please speak."
Xin Zimai explained: "At the birthday banquet tonight, Zhou Lao will announce the ownership of Zhou's equity. They called you back to make you give up your shares."
An Xumo frowned: "I don't have that..."
Xin Zimai said: "I just saw Mr. Zhou Yunshan’s lawyer in the meeting place. He came for this. Mr. Zhou Yunshan once independently established a business group called Yangfan during his lifetime. Yangfan and Zhou’s family had no interest. Involved, its shares will go to your name after adulthood. Only if you voluntarily sign and give up, can the transfer of shares be completed."
An Xumo has never heard of this. He was fostered at Zhou Jinshen's house since he was very young, and his memory of Zhou Yunshan is really scarce.
Xin Zimai said: "Mr. Zhou originally didn't know about your expulsion from the house. He only started investigating after he received you in the afternoon. It was he who brought you over, so he wanted to send you out safely." /
An Xumo looked at him carefully: "Then if I am not present, brother...Mr. Zhou, will he be affected?"
Xin Zimai smiled: "Don’t worry about this. Nominally speaking, even if Yangfan’s shares are taken back, they will only go to Mr. Zhou’s name. He doesn’t mind, there will be no bigger ones. Resistance."
An Xumo was surprised again. If this is the case, then Zhou Jinshen sent him out, in fact, pushing away his own interests.
"As for tonight, Mr. Zhou said that he will apologize to you personally." Xin Zimai said, "Let’s change your clothes first, you don’t feel comfortable."
An Xumo dullly responded, and Xin Zimai took the lead to push the door down and went to the driver's seat. He left room for An Xu Mo and started the RV by the way.
"Mr. Zhou asked me to send you back first," Xin Zimai asked, "where do you live now?"
An Xumo said an address, but Xin Zimai, who was acting as the driver, was taken aback. He then asked for a more detailed address. Although An Xumo didn't know the reason, he told him honestly.
This time, Xin Zimai's tone is even more weird.
"So...you live below your brother?"
The man next to him made a call first, then hung up and then asked him: "A few people did it before?"
An Xumo reluctantly nodded, the bright red blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the pale lips|petals red most.
In the dizziness, someone seemed to be helping to wipe the blood from the corners of the mouth. An Xumo wanted to thank him, but there was a fishy sweetness in his throat. He also didn't know if he had spoken anything, he just felt that he was clearly in the temperature room of midsummer, but the coldness got into his skin constantly, and his teeth were trembling from the cold.
After an unknown period of time, a strong, slightly cool hand helped him up, and there seemed to be another person looking at him behind him, pressing | pressure on his back, and there was always a voice in his ear. An Xumo only remembered that he was leaning on a person's arms, the button of that person's clothes clung to him, and there was a faint cold fragrance on his body.
The next thing, An Xumo who passed out is not clear.
The fire behind it keeps burning into my heart, as if a hand is constantly adding firewood. The chill in front of him was like an ice cave, and his hands and feet were so cold as to freeze. An Xumo struggled for a long time before catching a little light. He tried his best to climb up from the abyss of ice and fire. It took a while before he realized that he had opened his eyes.
It was dark all around, it was getting late, there were no lights in the room, only some light came from the crack in the door not far away. An Xu Mo found that he was lying on his stomach, the burning sensation on his back had subsided a lot, and it seemed that he was covered by the medicine. There was a faint voice of someone talking outside the house, An Xu Mo turned his ears to listen, a familiar male said: "When he wakes up and call me, I will find someone to pick him up. Now I have to go. I feel like there is something else over there."
An Xumo's thoughts were still a little groggy, and he couldn't tell whose voice it was for a while. Another person was asking him if he would return home tonight. The first voice evaded a few words, the movement outside. It disappeared suddenly.
An Xumo sat up on the edge of the bed, the injury on his back was slightly numb, and it didn't hurt much. He fumbled for a pair of slippers by the bed. He couldn't see anything in the dark. Subconsciously, An Xu Mo walked towards the light door and opened the half-covered door.
If he knew what the people outside were doing, he would not be so reckless. He just regretted that it was too late. An Xumo was surprised to find that it turned out to be a doctor's office outside.
Of course, there is nothing surprising about being in the hospital. The main fact is that there are two people kissing in the doctor's office.
The person with his back to An Xu Mo is Xin Zimai. The hair on the back of his head is slightly curled, so it is easy to recognize. The person who kissed him was also a man. The man was wearing a white hospital coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was half a head taller than Xin Zimai, who was a little over 1.8 meters tall.
He looks gentle, but his gaze is so sharp that he can't hide his lenses.
An Xumo was a little embarrassed suddenly, he didn't dare to make a sound, worried that he would startle Xin Zimai with his back facing him. After making an apologetic gesture at the strange man who saw him, An Xumo carefully backed away.