"Which Xie family?" Zhang Baochen saw his wife and mother asking and answering questions, as if they knew what they were talking about, but he didn't understand at all, "Do we know each other?"
Qian Shihui's family was also in business, and he was originally an ordinary small businessman.
Later, she married Zhang Baochen, and the Qian family indirectly became involved with the Huo family. As the head nurse of the military department, Zhang Feng secretly provided a lot of convenience to the Qian family.
The Qian family has developed rapidly in the past twenty years, and is also a rising star in D city where her natal family is located.
So she still knows a little bit about "that Xie family".
"It's actually theirs?!" Qian Shihui almost couldn't take a breath, and his face turned purple from holding it in.
Zhang Feng patted her back gently and nodded with a smile, "Shi Hui knows better, the Xie family. When Xie Ziyan married the chief minister, it was said that she brought half of the Swiss Bank shares as a dowry."
Half of UBS shares…
Zhang Baochen was speechless.
Qian Shihui was hit even harder.
Her family had an account in a Swiss bank and had saved millions of euros for their two children. She thought it was great, but the dowry from Mrs. Huo's family brought her to her knees.
"Understood? In their circle, having a deposit of tens of millions is really nothing." Zhang Feng said lightly, taking a Kashmiri cashmere shawl and wrapping it around his shoulders, "Don't be so short-sighted. They think that because they have money, they are great, so they don’t need to take them seriously.”
Qian Shihui was sincerely convinced: "Mom still has a long-term vision. Baochen and I are indeed not as thoughtful as Mom."
Zhang Feng lowered his head, put on a pair of UGG calfskin half-length cashmere high-heeled boots, and said softly: "After Xie Ziyan passed away, several trust funds were established for all the property in her name, and the Xie family sent dedicated personnel. Take care of it, and the monthly fund income will be automatically transferred to Shao Heng and Jialan's bank accounts in proportion."
Trust Fund
Zhang Baochen is familiar with this. He studied finance in college. After graduating from college, he worked in a financial company for several years.
"That means Xie Ziyan's inheritance is all placed in the trust fund? Then... does dad have a share?" Zhang Baochen's face heated up and he couldn't help but ask.
If this is the case, then you can really plan carefully.
"I don't understand much about this." 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 after listening to it, I only knew that all her inheritance was in the trust fund. Here, your dad, your eldest brother, your second brother, as well as Shao Heng and Jialan all have a share. Shao Heng has the largest proportion, and the rest is divided equally between your dad, your eldest brother and your second brother. Now Jialan What you’re holding is actually your eldest brother’s share.”
"Huo Jialan is not the eldest brother's biological daughter. What qualifications does she have to receive the trust fund income?" Zhang Baochen immediately objected, "I am very familiar with trust funds. Its terms have conditions attached, and they can be modified when circumstances permit. .—Mom, leave this piece to me."
Zhang Feng nodded, "You didn't like studying finance at first, but I forced you to study it. Now do you understand my painstaking efforts?"
"Mom, you had to tell me clearly earlier, and I would definitely read more carefully." Zhang Baochen said with a wry smile, "Otherwise I would be even better than I am now."
"Alas, in fact, people are not as good as God. I didn't think so much about it at the beginning. When you were in college, your father didn't know you were a son..." Zhang Feng sighed and shook his head, "I just hope you don't compare to me." Your eldest brother and second brother are just different. They are both like your father and have wanted to go to military school since they were young. Your aunt wants them to study finance but they refuse."
"Although Mom never thought of targeting Auntie, the fact is that it is God's will." Qian Shihui raised his eyebrows with joy and became more respectful to the mother-in-law, "Mom, are we really going to Shao Heng's place to celebrate the New Year today?"
"Well, your dad said everyone should go. You go and let Wen Na and Wen Jie clean up. Then you and I will follow your dad..." After thinking about it, Zhang Feng didn't tell them the truth, fearing that they would reveal it then. Huo Shaoheng saw the clues and just said: "Your father is very angry today and is not in good health. I tried to persuade him for a long time but refused to listen. I had no choice but to carry the medicine box and go with him."
"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 that at least his son was a filial son.
For a mother, she is happier if her son is filial than if he is promising. What's more, given their family's situation, they don't need their son to be promising, as long as he is filial.
Zhang Feng patted his hand with satisfaction: "Then you will 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 said quickly: "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 Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie's rooms to inform them respectively, "We are going to your cousin's new official residence today to celebrate the New Year. You should pack up quickly and we will be in the 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 much time to explain to them, so he said impatiently: "Your grandpa said, hurry up and clean up, we can't delay it any longer."
There was another turmoil 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, driving towards the headquarters of the Special Operations Division.
Behind them was a catering truck delivering New Year's Eve dinner, with a chef and an orderly and a cart full of food, following behind the large van in front.
In front was a military vehicle from the security company, and Mr. Huo's van was walking in the middle.
Huo Guanchen was sitting in the passenger seat, and Mr. Huo's orderly driver was driving next to him.
Zhang Feng and Zhang Baochen sat on the second row with Mr. Huo on the left and right. Qian Shihui sat alone on the right side of the second row by the window, separated by an aisle from the three rows of seats on the left.
Huo Jialan, Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie were sitting in the third row.
Huo Jialan has been the head of the Huo family for four or five years. She is usually very arrogant towards Zhang Wenna and Zhang Wenjie, and does not even look at her. Now after a lawsuit, it turns out that she is not her uncle's biological daughter at all. 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 peony, and she looks even better with makeup. But now there is no makeup on her face. Instead, she is as beautiful as Sanqiu Suju. She is also wearing a bean green cashmere coat and a snow-white turtleneck cashmere sweater. Her face is pale and even a little... Haggard.
A man was sitting by the car window on the right, looking at the night scene outside the car window in silence.
On New Year's Eve, there was almost no traffic on the streets of the imperial capital.
The military vehicle at the front was driving so fast that no traffic police dared to stop it.
If a traffic policeman sees it, he will only flash his lights to clear the way for them.
So it took them half the time to arrive.
It was just 7:30 pm when we arrived at the entrance checkpoint of the Special Operations Division headquarters.
"Thank you for the pass." The sentry on duty came over and saluted.
Mr. Huo's driver lowered the window, showed him the passes of Mr. Huo and Huo Guanchen, and said, "This is Mr. Huo's family, Mr. Huo's grandfather, father, and relatives, who came to celebrate the New Year with Mr. Huo today. "
The sentry took the pass and returned to his sentry box to check. The other sentry stood motionless at the door with a gun on his back, watching them warily.
Huo Guanchen came here once and sat in the passenger seat with his arms folded, his face solemn and silent.
It was Mr. Huo's first time here. After thinking about it, he stood up from his seat and said, "I'll go for a walk."
"Mr. Huo, it's cold outside, can your body bear it?" Zhang Feng hurriedly stood up and held Mr. Huo's arm, "It's better to sit down and wait."
"It's okay. I've survived the cold weather in the past, so what does it matter now?" Mr. Huo snorted and lightly kicked Zhang Baochen, who was sitting next to him. "You give way, I want to go down."
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This is the first update. A reminder about monthly tickets and recommended tickets!
Second update at 1pm.
PS: Thanks to "Guanghan Palace Master A" for the Heshi Bi that was rewarded yesterday.
mwah!
O(∩_∩)O.
(To be continued.)