When the Young Master Fakes His Death, His Sisters Panic

Fu Linger fell into silence.

Asking for equity... This matter is so big that it is inevitable for people to doubt Fu Chuan's intentions.

If Fu Ling'er really agrees to Fu Chuan's transfer of equity, Fu Chuan will have 10% of Fu Group's equity in his hands!

This is not a small amount! The interests represented are countless! It’s an astronomical figure that ordinary people can’t even imagine!

Maybe someone wants 10% of Fu Chuan's equity. Added together, it can even have an impact on Fu Zhengchao's decision-making power.

The key lies in Fu Chuan's intentions and whether he will betray the Fu family in the future.

Fu Ling'er didn't speak, and Fu Chuan was not in a hurry.

Since he offered to take Fu Ling'er's equity, everyone would think about Fu Chuan's intentions. Fu Chuan would not be able to get it from anyone else. As for Fu Ling'er...

Fu Chuan is betting! I bet Fu Ling'er is willing to give up equity for the rest of his life! It doesn't matter even if Fu Ling'er rejects Fu Chuan. Anyway, he has obtained 5% of the shares of the Fu Group. At most, he will fall out with the Fu family.

If he gets it, Chen Shanhe's plan to annex the Fu Group will be one step closer. Fu Chuan is definitely worth trying this time.

About five minutes later, Fu Ling'er finally spoke: "What exactly do you want the equity for? Fu Chuan."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It's not like you don't know how much benefit 5% of the Fu Group's shares represent. I can return to the Fu family for money. Now that you are asking for something from me, how can I not ask for a good sum?"

Fu Chuan rolled his eyes at Fu Ling'er. He looked at Fu Ling'er as if he were stupid. He had so many headaches that his brain was going crazy.

What he said was so reasonable that I was speechless. Fu Ling'er's face froze: "I can't take charge of such a big matter by myself. You have to give me time to think about it..."

"You are the one who said that as long as you let me treat your headache, you can do anything. When I told you the conditions, you hesitated and didn't dare to give an answer. Fu Ling'er, you really know how to play with me! You don't have to think about it, I Change your mind now! It hurts to death!"

After saying this, Fu Chuan was about to push Fu Linger out of the room.

Fu Ling'er didn't expect that Fu Chuan would suddenly turn his back on the person, and immediately became anxious: "Fu Chuan, you know how big what you said is, it's impossible without dad's consent, can't you let me think about it carefully?"

"Anyway, equity is more important in your eyes than the treatment of your headache. You already have the answer in your heart. No matter how much you say, it's all false. I'm too lazy to waste time with you talking nonsense here! Get out!"

"..."

Facing Fu Chuan's heartless attitude, Fu Ling'er's heart was cut by a knife, and she didn't know how she was pushed out of the room by Fu Chuan.

boom--

As the door closed, Fu Ling'er stood at the door of Fu Chuan's room, like a drowned dog that had been driven out of the house and soaked in heavy rain.

Even if Fu Linger is mentally prepared, this is equity! It’s equity! If Fu Chuan has evil intentions, Fu Ling'er will be an accomplice! It's impossible for Fu Zhengchao to let Fu Ling'er go!

If Fu Chuan wants Fu Ling'er to kneel down and admit his mistake, Fu Ling'er will kneel down without hesitation. This is Fu Ling'er's debt to Fu Chuan, and it is a guarantee of survival. Now...

hiss!

The more Fu Linger thought about it, the more her head hurt.

This damn headache... appears suddenly every time Fu Ling'er thinks about something and has mood swings. No matter what medicine Fu Ling'er takes, he can't control it. The pain is so painful that Fu Ling'er's head is about to split.

Thinking of having to suffer such pain for the rest of his life, Fu Ling'er's mentality completely collapsed. He reached out and knocked on Fu Chuan's door: "Fu Chuan, I promise you... I promise you... help me with treatment, please! My My head hurts so much!”

Fu Chuan let Fu Ling'er dry for a few minutes. When Fu Ling'er was almost in pain, he slowly opened the door. He looked at Fu Ling'er, who was paralyzed on the ground with a splitting headache at the door, with cold eyes: "I'll sign the contract tomorrow."

"Sign! Sign everything! Help me! Please! Fu Chuan, help me!"

Fu Ling'er was like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw, frantically grabbing Fu Chuan's pants. When the headache broke out, Fu Ling'er couldn't care about anything. She just wanted to get rid of this pain as soon as possible! It is much better than living in a hell where life is worse than death!

"Okay, this is your last chance, Fu Ling'er. If you can't grasp it, no one can save you!"

After Fu Chuan treated Fu Ling'er, the latter fell asleep comfortably during the massage. He had never been so comfortable as now.

Fu Chuan looked at Fu Ling'er coldly... He didn't expect that his massage skills would be so irreplaceable. This would be a God-given opportunity to get 5% of Fu's Group's shares from Fu Ling'er. Fu Chuan would find some evidence of Fu's Group's tax evasion. Leave it to Shen Shanhe and everything will be solved.

In his previous life, Fu Chuan stayed in the Fu family for so many years. He didn't just lick the dog until he got nothing. He still knew some inside information about the Fu family. He just needed time and opportunity to find out for Shen Shanhe... That's all. You have to eat the food one bite at a time. The opportunity will always come. of.

"Get up, Fu Ling'er. If you want to go back to your room, don't stay here!"

Fu Chuan slapped Fu Ling'er on the arm without hesitation.