She Wants to Be a Salted Fish

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

The man didn't speak and looked into the distance.

Eighteen years.

It has been eighteen years since he left the city.

Next week is your seventieth birthday, and he will show up on time to celebrate his birthday.

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Meng Qingyan entered Chu Ci's room with a document bag in her hand.

Chu Ci was playing a game and seemed to be in a good mood.

Meng Qingyan held the document bag, her expression was tangled, and her steps were hesitant.

Although she had already promised her husband, when it was time to speak, Meng Qingyan hesitated.

After struggling for a while, Meng Qingyan finally decided to talk to Chu Ci about this matter.

"Aci, Mommy wants to discuss something with you."

"Let's talk." Chu Ci's voice was languid and cold.

Looking at Chu Ci's cold and calm face, Meng Qingyan felt a bitterness in her heart.

"Aci, there is a contract here. I hope you can sign it. You can rest assured that your mother will not harm you. This is for your own good."

Meng Qingyan put the contract next to Chu Ci's keyboard.

Chu Ci took it and quickly flipped through it.

The more than ten pages of the contract Chu Ci only read for one minute.

Seeing Chu Ci scrolling through so quickly, Meng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

After reading it, Chu Ci put the contract aside and returned to the game interface.

"Don't sign."

A two-word reply, simple and clear.

"Yes... Do you have any questions?" Meng Qingyan asked cautiously.

"No doubt."

"Then why don't you sign?" Meng Qingyan asked reluctantly.

Chu Ci turned to look at Meng Qingyan, her sharp eyes made Meng Qingyan flustered for no reason.

"It's one thing that I don't want to inherit your family's inheritance, but it's another thing to let me hand over the property I inherited from the Chu family to you." Chu Ci said, "Although you try to hide it as much as possible. In order to transfer the property, I repeatedly emphasized that I just let you manage it on your behalf, and promised to give me the annual income. At first glance, it looks like a financial means, but in fact, as long as I sign this agreement, that part of the property will not belong to Me, whether the annual income is given or not depends on your conscience."

Chu Ci could see clearly, and was not fooled by the complex surface description of the ten-page contract.

Meng Qingyan froze, her expression stiff and her body stiff.

After a while, Meng Qingyan found her voice again: "Aci, you are still young, so don't worry about real estate, and if you inherit the company, it is not easy to take care of it. If the company fails, you may lose money. "

Chu Ci replied calmly: "I can choose to sell this part of the equity in exchange for cash, and then give the cash to a wealth management company to help me manage it, buy some funds with relatively stable income, and save it in the bank for interest. The annual income written on the contract is more."

"Aci, these were originally the property of the Chu family, both yours and your younger brother. When your parents get old, aren't they your siblings?" Meng Qingyan frowned and explained earnestly.

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

"Aci!" Meng Qingyan crouched down, "Aci, just listen to your mother and sign this agreement, there is a reason for your father's bad attitude towards you, you give him the money If you take care of it, he will treat you better for the sake of this matter."