Chapter 82 Standing on his side without hesitation82 Zhou

Zhilin

's mouth twitched when he saw this scene. It's

okay that this girl doesn't know the rules, but is Jiang Yanci sitting in the main seat to defy fate?

"Jiang Yanci!" He scolded, but before he could continue to warm the wine, he picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Zhou Zhilin.

Maybe Wenjiu deliberately controlled the direction, or maybe Zhou Zhilin was lucky, the teacup flew directly over Zhou Zhilin's head and fell heavily to the ground.

After the sound of the teacup shattering disappeared, the living room instantly fell into silence.

Wenjiu picked up another teacup and played with it, as if smiling: "Speak nicely, I don't like others to make a fuss in front of me."

"You, you, you..." Zhou Zhilin pointed at Wenjiu, his heart was still beating wildly because of the shock just now, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Wenjiu raised his eyebrows and smiled at his funny look, nodded politely, and said slowly: "Wenjiu, please give me more advice."

"Who?" Zhou Zhilin paused while pointing at Wenjiu, only to find that the name was inexplicably familiar.

Then the next second, the people around him reminded him in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, it's the one in the hot search we just saw..." When

the word hot search was mentioned, Zhou Zhilin instantly remembered what the two words Wenjiu represented.

Rongsheng Group, Vincent Family...

The hand pointing at Wenjiu was instantly retracted by him.

Even though the hot search did not have a photo, he was not sure of the identity of the person in front of him. Zhou Zhilin's back, which had just been straight, had already hunched down:

"I didn't know it was Mr. Wen who came to visit. I wonder what Mr. Wen came to the Zhou family for?"

Wenjiu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

To be honest, Zhou Zhilin's reaction was not what she expected. After all, it was too different from his arrogant look just now.

But looking at Jiang Yanci's calm look, you can tell that the current person in power in front of him is a master who judges people by their appearance.

Relying on the fact that he is Jiang Yanci's uncle and the brother of Jiang Yanci's deceased mother, and relying on Jiang Yanci's soft heart, she doesn't take him seriously.

It's really... extremely hateful!

Wen Jiu put down the teacup in her hand and leaned back in her chair: "I came here today to accompany Mr. Jiang."

She deliberately emphasized the word "Mr. Jiang". Seeing Zhou Zhilin's face change, she continued:

"I came to get the things his mother left for him."

The guess in his heart was confirmed. Zhou Zhilin pursed his lips nervously, "Mr. Wen, the matter between Jiang Yanci and me is our own private matter. It's not good for you to interfere,

right?" "I think it's great." Wen Jiu asked Jiang Yanci: "What do you think, Mr. Jiang?"

"I think it's great too."

Jiang Yanci nodded in agreement. Looking at her bullying appearance with his peripheral vision, he felt his heart incredibly warm.

She was standing up for herself, standing firmly and without hesitation on her side.

"Two to one, Mr. Zhou, your opinion is not important."

Wen Jiu showed Zhou Zhilin an innocent smile, but the coldness in her eyes made it impossible to regard her as a harmless girl.

Zhou Zhilin was still unwilling to give up what belonged to Jiang Yanci, but he didn't want to offend Wen Jiu, so he immediately winked at Jiang Yanci frantically.

"A Yan, this is a private matter of our family, let's talk about it later?"

However, this time, Jiang Yanci did not give in as he did in the past.

Even though Zhou Zhilin used the most intimate name for him.

"Uncle, I don't want to make it too ugly." He said, "Please take out the things that belong to me."

Jiang Yanci's tone was still calm, but his attitude was firm.

Zhou Zhilin gritted his teeth, knowing that it would be impossible to end without handing over the things today.

But!

Zhou Zhilin took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say: "The things can be given, but they must be exchanged for resources."

Jiang Yanci frowned and was about to refuse when he heard Wen Jiu's contemptuous sneer.

"Boss Zhou, I like your Zhou family's assets very much." She started playing with the teacup on the table again. Zhou Zhilin felt a chill on his scalp, and the next second he heard Wenjiu say:

"Why don't you exchange something? Otherwise, your Zhou family will belong to me."

Zhou Zhilin: "..."

He also needs to exchange his family's things? Why doesn't Wenjiu go and grab them!

Zhou Zhilin couldn't hold it back: "Boss Wen is joking."

Wenjiu replied calmly: "I also think Boss Zhou is joking, so..."

"Do you still want us to exchange things with you? If you really want it." Wenjiu sneered, and she pressed the teacup heavily on the table:

"I think your Zhou family's house is very good. If I really want it, Boss Zhou should give it up, right?"

This is a naked threat.

If the girl in front of her is really the one on the hot search, then she only needs to move her hands to get the Zhou family's house.

She doesn't even have to do anything. As long as she shows this intention, someone will find ways to bring down the Zhou family and send the things to her.

If Zhou Zhilin still hasn't realized that Wenjiu went through so much trouble just to support Jiang Yanci, then he has been looking at people's faces for nothing for so many years.

It's just... Wenjiu looks young, how could she be so cruel.

Zhou Zhilin sighed, knowing that he would not get any good from Wenjiu today.

He waved his hands weakly: "I'll have someone count the things and send them out."

"Thank you." Wenjiu nodded, showing all the courtesy.

Zhou Zhilin pulled the corners of his mouth, but couldn't smile at all.

Just as the two were waiting for Zhou Zhilin to take out the things, another person came out from the side door.

Seeing him, Jiang Yanci's expression changed obviously.

Wenjiu was curious about the other party's identity, and the person bowed to Jiang Yanci and said:

"Young master, the master wants to see you."

Seeing the white-haired man in front of him, Jiang Yanci immediately stood up.

He called softly, "Uncle Zhou."

Seeing his eyes soften, Wenjiu understood that the old man in front of him might have a different meaning to Jiang Yanci, so he stood up as well.

"It's been a long time since we last met. How are you, young master?" Uncle Zhou asked with a smile, and the wrinkles on his face left by time were full of kindness.

Jiang Yanci nodded, "Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zhou."

"That's good." Uncle Zhou smiled, his eyes fell on Wenjiu, "Mr. Wen, if possible, my master would also like to meet you."

The other party was an old man in his seventies or eighties, and he used honorifics to address himself. Wenjiu immediately bowed and said modestly,

"I don't deserve 'you'. Just call me by my name."

The other party was kind and amiable, so Wenjiu would naturally not be impolite.

Hearing this, the visitor's eyes showed a little more smile, "In that case, young master, Miss Wenjiu, please."