Three Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Dinner (Three)

"Which Xie family?" Zhang Baochen saw his wife and mother asking and answering, and seemed to know what they were talking about, but he didn't understand at all, "Do we know each other?"

Qian Shihui's family is also in business, originally a small businessman.

Later she married Zhang Baochen, and the Qian family indirectly joined the Huo family. As the head nurse of the military department, Zhang Feng secretly gave the Qian family a lot of convenience.

The Qian family has developed rapidly in the past twenty years, and they are also a rising star in D City where her natal family is located.

So she still knows a little about "that Xie family".

"It's actually their house?!" Qian Shihui almost couldn't catch his breath, his face turned purple.

Zhang Feng patted her on the back lightly, nodded with a smile, "It's Shi Hui who knows better, it's the Xie family. When Xie Ziyan married the chief, it is said that she brought half of the shares of Swiss Bank as a dowry."

Half of UBS shares...

Zhang Baochen was speechless.

Qian Shihui was hit even harder.

Her natal family had an account in a Swiss bank and had saved millions of euros for her two children. She thought it was a great deal, but the dowry of Mrs. Huo's family made her kneel down.

"Understood? In their circle, a deposit of tens of millions is really nothing." Zhang Feng said lightly, and wrapped a Kashmir cashmere shawl around his shoulders, "Don't be so shallow, If you think it’s great to have money, you can ignore them.”

Qian Shihui was convinced: "Mom still has a long-term vision. Baochen and I are indeed not as thoughtful as Mom."

Zhang Feng lowered his head, put a pair of UGG calfskin half-length cashmere high-heeled boots on his feet, and said softly: "After Xie Ziyan passed away, several trust funds were established for all properties under her name, and the Xie family sent special personnel Every month, the income from the fund will be automatically transferred to the bank accounts of Shaoheng and Jialan in proportion."

Trust Fund?

Zhang Baochen is familiar with this. He majored in finance in college. After graduating from college, he worked in a financial company for several years.

"That is to say, all of Xie Ziyan's inheritance is placed in the trust fund? Then... does dad have a share?" Zhang Baochen's face became hot, and he couldn't help asking.

If this is the case, then you can really plan well.

"I don't quite understand these things." Zhang Feng glanced at his son with a half-smile, "When Xie Ziyan's will was announced, I happened to accompany the chief to attend, so I listened and only knew that all her inheritance was in the trust fund Here, your father, your eldest brother, your second brother, and Shaoheng and Jialan all have shares. Shaoheng takes the largest proportion, and your father, your eldest brother and your second brother share the rest equally. Now Jialan The one I took is actually your elder brother's share."

"Huo Jialan is not the eldest brother's biological daughter, what qualifications does she have to receive the income from the trust fund?" Zhang Baochen immediately objected, "I am very proficient in trust funds, and its terms have strings attached, and they can be modified when circumstances permit. .—Mom, leave this one to me.”

Zhang Feng nodded, "At first you didn't like to study finance, but I forced you to study it. Now you understand my painstaking efforts?"

"Mom, you have to tell me clearly earlier, I must read more attentively." Zhang Baochen said with a wry smile, "Otherwise I will be better than now."

"Well, in fact, people are not as good as heaven. I didn't think so much at the time. When you were in college, your father didn't know you had a son..." Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head, "I just hope you They are no worse than your elder brother and second brother. Both of them are like your father, who wanted to go to military school since they were young. Your aunt wanted them to study finance and they refused."

"Although Mom didn't think about targeting Big Mom, but the fact is so, it can be seen that this is God's will." Qian Shihui raised his eyebrows and became more respectful to this mother-in-law, "Mom, are we really going to Shao Heng's place to celebrate the New Year today?"

"Well, your dad said that everyone should go, you go and let Wen Na and Wen Jie clean up. When the time comes, you and I will follow your dad..." After thinking about it, Zhang Feng didn't tell them the truth, fearing that they would showing clues,

The powerful man Huo Shaoheng saw it, and he just said: "Your father is very angry today, and he is not in good health. I refused to listen to my persuasion for a long time, but I have no choice but to go with him with the medicine box on my back."

"Ah? Dad is sick?" Zhang Baochen was very nervous, "Why don't you go?"

This son is really stupid...

Zhang Feng was angry and funny, but he also felt relieved, at least, this son is a filial son.

For a mother, having a son who is filial makes her happier than if he is promising. What's more, in their family's situation, they don't need their son to be promising, as long as they are filial.

Zhang Feng patted his hand with satisfaction: "Then take good care of your father later."

"I will." Zhang Baochen said, watching Zhang Feng walk out of the room and go to Mr. Huo's house.

Qian Shihui quickly said: "Go and tell Wen Na and Wen Jie to change their clothes. I'll wash my face and go down after changing my clothes."

Zhang Baochen agreed, and went to the rooms of Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie to inform them respectively, "We are going to your big brother's new mansion to celebrate the New Year today, you pack up quickly, and take a car in front of the door in half an hour."

Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie couldn't believe their ears at first, but Zhang Baochen didn't have so much time to explain to them, so he said impatiently: "Your grandpa said, clean it up quickly, we can't delay any longer."

There was another toss in the Huo family mansion.

Half an hour later, the eight members of the Huo family were already sitting in Huo Xuenong's large van that could seat nine people, heading towards the headquarters of the Special Operations Division.

Followed by a food truck delivering New Year's Eve dinner, with a chef orderly and a truck full of meals, followed behind the large van in front.

In front is a military vehicle of a guard company, and Mr. Huo's van walks in the middle.

Huo Guanchen was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and beside him was Mr. Huo's orderly driver.

Zhang Feng and Zhang Baochen sat in the second row with Mr. Huo on one left and one on the right, and Qian Shihui sat alone in the second row on the right side by the window, separated from the three rows of seats on the left by an aisle.

Huo Jialan sat in the third row with Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie.

Huo Jialan has been in the Huo family for four or five years, and she is usually very proud of Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie, and she doesn't even look straight at her. Now that a lawsuit is over, it turns out that she is not the biological daughter of her uncle at all, and Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie immediately despise her , I don't even want to talk to her anymore.

Huo Jialan didn't want to talk to Zhang's family either.

Her face is as gorgeous as a peony, and she looks even better with makeup, but now there is no makeup on her face, but she is as beautiful as Sanqiu Suju, and she is wearing a pea green cashmere coat and a snow-white turtleneck cashmere sweater. haggard.

A person sat by the right window, watching the night scene outside the window in silence.

On the night of New Year's Eve, there was almost no traffic on the streets of the imperial capital.

The military vehicle at the front drove so fast that no traffic police dared to stop it.

If a traffic policeman saw it, he would only flash his lights to clear the way for them.

So they got there in half the time it usually took.

It was only half past seven in the evening when we arrived at the entrance check at the headquarters of the Special Operations Division.

"Pass, thank you." The sentinel on duty came over to salute.

Mr. Huo's driver lowered the car window, showed him the passports of Mr. Huo and Huo Guanchen, and said, "This is Mr. Huo's family, Mr. Huo's grandfather and father, and relatives. They are here to celebrate the New Year with Mr. Huo today. "

The sentry returned to his sentry box with the pass to check, while the other sentry stood motionless at the door with a gun on his back, watching them vigilantly.

Huo Guanchen came here once, and sat in the passenger seat with his arms folded, with a sullen face and no words.

This is the first time Mr. Huo came here. After thinking about it, he stood up from his seat, "I'll go for a walk."

"Mr. Huo, it's cold outside. Can your body take it?" Zhang Feng hurriedly stood up and held Mr. Huo's arm, "Sit down and wait."

"It's okay. I've survived the cold days before, so what is it now?" Mr. Huo snorted, and lightly kicked Zhang Baochen who was sitting next to him, "Make room, I want to go down."

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This is the first update. Remind the monthly pass and recommendation ticket!

The second is one o'clock in the afternoon.

PS: Thank you "Guanghan Palace Master a" for rewarding He Shibi yesterday.

mwah!

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