Chu Jin came to the tomb, placed flowers, and knelt down solemnly.
Although she didn't have a good impression of Shao Bowen, with death, everything in the mortal world was wiped clean.
Chu Jin turned around, sized up Shao Xiang, and said, "You've lost weight. Did you lose it from being too heartbroken? That's an interesting way to lose weight."
Shao Xiang smiled: "Have I lost weight?"
"You have!" Chu Jin insisted. "I was planning to lose weight recently, but seeing how thin you've become, I've decided to break my diet and treat you to a big meal."
Shao Xiang said faintly, "You just want to eat a big meal yourself."
"Shao! Xiang!"
"Thank you, Xiao Jin, for treating me to a big meal."
"Let's go!"
Alright, Shao Xiang forgot about Chu Jin's foodie identity.
The two ordered their food.
Chu Jin propped her chin with her right hand and said, "Your dad is gone. What are you planning to do next?"
Shao Xiang shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet."
"How about you repeat a year and get into my university next year, be my little brother? I'll protect you at school then."
Shao Xiang smiled slightly: "Xiao Jin, don't beat around the bush trying to comfort me. You also understand the relationship between me and my dad. I'm not that sad."
Shao Xiang, or rather, Shao Bowen's children, weren't very familiar with Shao Bowen.
Shao Bowen devoted himself to work and rarely cared about his children, so even after his passing, everyone was calm, and their emotions didn't ripple.
Chu Jin pointed her finger: "You unfilial son!"
Knowing that Shao Xiang wasn't too sad, Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the two chatted more easily, eating and talking.
Suddenly, Chu Jin frowned slightly.
Shao Xiang heard bursts of clicking sounds from cell phone cameras and cheerful voices.
Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a group of beautiful women dressed in bright clothes and wearing exquisite makeup taking pictures of several small cakes from various angles, and even taking group photos with them.
The beautiful women held the cakes in their hands, one taking pictures, then passing it to another.
Shao Xiang said to the waiter, "Please ask them to be a little quieter."
The waiter walked to the group of women, bent down, and whispered a few words. Then, the group of beautiful women looked at Shao Xiang with a timid look in their eyes.
Shao Xiang clasped his hands together to express his apology.
The group of beautiful women said they were sorry and quickly apologized.
Afterward, the group of beautiful women lowered their voices a lot.
Chu Jin, while stuffing food into her stomach, said, "If you're eating, just eat properly. Why take pictures? The greatest respect for food is to eliminate it."
Shao Xiang said, "Not everyone is like you, an 'anorexia patient'."
Chu Jin considered herself an anorexia patient, hating to see food and feeling compelled to eliminate it.
The two ate and chatted, and after finishing, they left the restaurant.
The group of beautiful women breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the two leaving.
One of the beautiful women muttered, "Where were we being noisy? We were just taking pictures. They had to stop us."
"There's no way around it. There are a lot of us, and we were indeed noisy." The leading girl said, "And we only ordered a few cakes, which is indeed a bit inappropriate."
"Do you think we wanted to order just a few cakes? It's just that the food here is too expensive. We can't afford any of the dishes, so we can only order a few cakes. But even so, a few cakes cost tens of thousands of yuan; it's simply too expensive."
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Hurry up and take pictures."
Then, the group of women took pictures around the cakes, taking various group photos. After taking the pictures, the group of women shared the cakes.
"Wow, this cake is so delicious."
"It's the most delicious cake I've ever eaten."
"I really want to be rich and eat cakes like this every day."
"..."
After the group finished eating, the leading girl said to the waiter, "Hello, check, please."
The waiter treated them respectfully: "Someone has already paid for your bill."
"Ah? Someone paid? Who paid?"
"It was the gentleman from earlier." The waiter explained, "That gentleman was very sorry for disturbing your photos, so he paid the bill as an apology. And he also ordered a table of banquet dishes for you to express his apology."
Then, the hotel waiters brought up many of the hotel's delicacies, filling the table to the brim, extremely lavish.
The group of beautiful women looked at each other.
"This table must be at least six figures, right?"
"This is a true rich person."
"How great would it be if it were converted into cash..."
... ...
The news of Shao Bowen's passing spread in the financial market, causing panic among many small shareholders and retail investors, who sold off shares in Huaruitong Company, causing the stock price to plummet.
And Zhong Rou's investigation report seemed even more convincing at this time.
Retail investors and small shareholders holding shares were thinking about whether there was a suitable successor who could continue to lead Huaruitong Company?
Moreover, many rumors were spreading, such as: Shao family successors began infighting, vying for shares; Shao family's second son refused to hand over shares and was beaten bloody by the eldest son, the scene was terrible; Shao family's eldest daughter came out of the closet... ...
Anyway, with such false news, Huaruitong Company was in a precarious situation.
... ...
Wen Qing walked into Zhong Rou's office and said, "Rou Rou, Huaruitong Company spent huge sums of money to buy its own company's stock. Now the stock price has stopped falling and is still rising. It seems their attitude is very firm."
"For my brother-in-law's sake, I gave Huaruitong Company seven days to react and never touched Huaruitong. I thought the people at Huaruitong would take new actions when facing a crisis, but it seems I was wrong."
Zhong Rou put her legs on the table: "Without Shao Bowen, the people at Huaruitong are all useless."
Wen Qing asked, "Then what should we do next? Sell Huaruitong Company stock?"
"Don't rush." Zhong Rou said, "Selling now is suicide. They will buy it all and eat up our chips."
She then stood up and straightened her clothes: "I have to see someone to get enough chips."
Zhong Rou brought Jiang Jiaqi to a cafe.
The two sat down. After a while, a middle-aged woman in her thirties walked into the cafe, dressed luxuriously. It was Shao Xiang's second sister.
Shao's second sister naturally recognized Zhong Rou, who was currently attacking Huaruitong.
Shao's second sister walked over quickly: "Are you looking for me?"
"Sit." Zhong Rou nodded.
"We have nothing to say to each other." Shao's second sister didn't give Zhong Rou any face and prepared to leave directly.
Zhong Rou said lightly, "Shao's eldest son has been in Huaruitong for decades. The company is full of his people, and many shareholders are also on his side, supporting him to become chairman. Once Shao's eldest son becomes chairman, you younger brothers and sisters will definitely be purged."
"What do you want?" Shao's second sister stopped and sat down opposite her.
"Sell me the shares in your hand."
"Why should I sell them to you instead of selling them to the eldest son?"
"Because I offer a higher price!"
Shao's second sister pondered for a few seconds, then said, "I'll think about it."
Then she left.
Jiang Jiaqi was puzzled: "Rou Rou, why are we spending a high price to buy the shares in her hand?"
"Hmm... it's profitable."
