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Everything was caused by that serious illness, but the latest news showed that the murderer who almost killed Zhou Jinchen turned out to be someone else.
The young man observed the surrounding environment calmly, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice and said: "We only confirmed the identity of He Wenbin, and the truth of the accident that year still needs to be dug deeper. But be careful , you should also understand that those who can attack you must not completely bypass the Zhou family, and you have to be careful about the equity distribution of today's birthday banquet."
Zhou Jin glanced at An Xumo who was obediently holding the food in the corner, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. He didn't want to attract the attention of the people around An Xumo, so he quickly looked away, "So the family called him back today because of the equity?"
The young man nodded: "He has nothing to do with Zhou's shares, but your uncle left behind a Yangfan Group. When An Xumo becomes an adult, he should inherit those shares. Yangfan's shares are important to Zhou's It's nothing, but the Zhou family can't take it anymore, they will definitely take the shares from An Xumo."
Equity transfer is not a trivial matter. Putting it in a public place where everyone can see it, let everyone witness the signing of the guarantee letter of voluntary renunciation-the Zhou family is not stingy with this method. Although he has always been favored, Zhou Jinshen has never doubted this.
The originally clear enmity suddenly became chaotic, and the truth is probably that An Xumo was implicated for no reason. Thinking that the person was brought here by himself, Zhou Jinshen felt even more uneasy. He got up and wanted to walk in the direction of An Xumo, but was stopped by the young man.
"Where are you going?"
Zhou Jin frowned deeply: "Send him away."
The young man shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "He can't leave with bodyguards."
Zhou Jin's eyes dimmed, he glanced around, and said to the young man after looking away, "Zimai, do me a favor."
After looking at each other, An Xumo was a little confused. Zhou Jinshen and the young people around him quickly looked away and resumed their conversation. An Xumo thought that the staring just now was just an accident, so he didn't care. As long as he can look at Zhou Jinchen a few times, he has no other requirements.
This is also the reason for wanting to go to the entertainment industry. Although Zhou Jinshen has a lot of resources, he should have a lot of shots. However, his own schedule is very low-key, and he rarely appears in public in private time, and he has never even opened a Weibo. An Xumo wanted to see his former brother more, so he mustered up the courage to wade in.
It's just that An Xumo didn't wait long when a waiter came up to him and said that the third young master told him to come over. The third person among his peers was Zhou Jinchen. Although An Xumo was surprised, he still followed.
The young man beside Zhou Jinshen was still there, and the two of them were talking with another person. After getting closer, An Xumo felt more and more familiar with this person. But he had never participated in the Zhou family's communication before, and he knew very few people, so he really couldn't think of where he would meet this person.
He walked up to Zhou Jinchen, but the other party ignored him. It was the young man who reminded him that Zhou Jinchen turned his gaze as if he had just seen An Xumo.
An Xumo was slightly taken aback, because he could see obvious displeasure on the other party's face. An Xumo is not sensitive to other people's emotions, otherwise he wouldn't stand in the banquet hall unknowingly and be scrutinized like a joke. But he was very sensitive to Zhou Jinshen's state. The man obviously didn't want to pay attention to him now, so he only gave him an embarrassing look, then turned his head away and continued talking to other people.
This kind of Zhou Jinshen was obviously a different person when he got along with the afternoon, and it was obvious that the other party called him over. An Xu didn't understand what happened, and was at a loss for a while.
He stood there alone by himself, looking rather pitiful. In the end, it seemed that the young man couldn't see it, and took the initiative to say to An Xumo: "Mr. An, do you want to have a drink with Jin Chen?"
The waiter at the side took the initiative to bring up the goblet and wine bottle. An Xumo had never had a drink, and he had no intention of having a drink now. But in this tense and embarrassing situation, the young man helped him out very naturally. An Xumo, who had no other way, could only follow the movements of others, and nodded cautiously and awkwardly.
"… it is good."
Zhou Jinchen still didn't respond, the goblet in his hand was already empty, and the waiter was busy pouring the wine for him, so the young man picked up another wine glass from the tray and handed it to An Xumo who was beside him.
An Xumo just wanted to take it, but was bumped by Zhou Jinshen who suddenly retreated. Under the impact, An Xumo's arm swayed, and the wine glass that he was not holding firmly tilted over and spilled all over his chest.
"Tsk..." The waiter had already finished pouring the wine and retreated, and no one noticed what Zhou Jinchen did just now. He was unconscious when he bumped into someone, instead he said impatiently, "Why can't you even hold a cup steadily?"
The spilling of wine was not a small matter, coupled with the young man's constant apology and Zhou Jin's deep voice, many people around have noticed the movement here. In recent years, Zhou Jinshen did not appear many times at Zhou's banquets, and most of the people present knew him only as a famous name in the entertainment circle. Seeing him speak like this, they only thought that he could not get used to An Xumo. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, it was Zhou Jinshen's parents that An Xumo robbed.
An Xumo lowered his eyes and whispered sorry, he forced a smile at the young man, and waved his hand to signal the young man not to mind.
It's just that the suit I just bought was scrapped, and I wasted a lot of money. An Xumo thought, this suit was enough to buy many white T-shirts that were thrown away in the afternoon, so he felt distressed. The tenderest piece on the apex of the heart was poked again and again, the pain was so painful that it was hard to breathe.
The young man seemed to persuade Zhou Jinchen a few words, but An Xumo didn't hear clearly, and then Zhou Jinchen asked him to change clothes, and the young man who looked ashamed asked to go with him, Zhou Jinchen frowned and waved his hand Let the two leave.
An Xumo was led to the side exit of the hall. When he walked all the way, the wine stains on his chest were still dripping intermittently. On such a grand occasion, this dress is even more out of place.
But clothes are always dead objects, no matter how embarrassing they are, they will never be as embarrassing as the person who wears them.
An Xumo walked for a while in a daze, and only realized something was wrong when the two of them limped and walked outside. He wanted to ask the young man who was walking in front, but the other party signaled him to keep quiet. The road ahead became more and more tortuous, until a gray RV appeared in front of him, and the young man stopped.
After being stuffed into the RV, An Xumo's doubts became even worse, but the young man who got into the car with him did not explain. He brought a bag from the back seat and handed it over directly.
"This is your brother's clothes. It's newly delivered and hasn't been opened yet, so you can make do with it first."
An Xumo didn't react while holding the paper bag. Seeing this, the young man reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Did it scare you? Sorry, your brother wants to take you out of the venue."
He introduced himself: "I am Xin Zimai, Mr. Zhou's agent, and also his assistant."
It was only then that An Xumo remembered why he thought the other person looked familiar. It turned out that he was thinking in the wrong direction, and he didn't expect that the young man would be a member of the circle.
Even so, his guard didn't fade much: "I'm An Xumo... I'm sorry, I want to leave here."
Xin Zimai smiled bitterly with guilt: "I'm sorry for the facts just now, let me explain the matter to you first, okay?"
An Xumo's chest was still wet, but he didn't intend to change clothes here, but nodded vigilantly: "Please tell me."
Xin Zimai explained: "At the birthday banquet tonight, Mr. Zhou will announce the ownership of Zhou's shares. They called you back to make you give up the shares under your name."
An Xumo frowned: "I don't have that..."
Xin Zimai said: "I just saw Mr. Zhou Yunshan's lawyer at the venue. He came here for this matter. Mr. Zhou Yunshan had independently established a business group named Yangfan before his death. Yangfan and the Zhou family have no interests involved. The shares will belong to your name after you become an adult. Only when you voluntarily sign and give up, can the transfer of shares be completed."
An Xumo had never heard of this incident. He was fostered at Zhou Jin's Shen's family since he was very young, so he really lacked memories of Zhou Yunshan.
Xin Zimai said: "Mr. Zhou didn't know about your expulsion from the family at first. He started to investigate after receiving you in the afternoon. He brought you here, so he wanted to send you out safely."
An Xumo looked at him carefully: "Then if I'm not there, brother... Mr. Zhou, will he be affected?"
Xin Zimai smiled: "Don't worry about this. In name, even if Yangfan's shares are taken back, they will only be in the name of Mr. Zhou. He doesn't mind, so there will be no greater resistance. "
An Xumo was shocked again. If this is the case, then Zhou Jinshen sent him out, in fact, he also rejected his own interests.
"As for what happened tonight, Mr. Zhou said that he will personally apologize to you." Xin Zimai said, "Change your clothes first, it's not comfortable to wear."
An Xumo responded dully, and Xin Zimai pushed the door down first, and went to the driver's seat by himself. He left the space for An Xumo, and started the RV by the way.
"Mr. Zhou asked me to send you back first," Xin Zimai asked, "Where do you live now?"
An Xumo said an address, but Xin Zimai, who was acting as the driver, was stunned for a moment. He then asked for a more detailed address. Although An Xumo didn't know the reason, he told him honestly.
This time, Xin Zimai's tone was even weirder.
"So... you live downstairs from your brother?"
An Xumo asked softly, "Brother... do you have something on your mind?"
The difference between the man's look and the one before is indeed somewhat obvious.
Zhou Jin raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky in the distance, his voice was low and cold: "No."
"then you… "
"What's wrong?"
Perhaps because of the original relationship between the two, Zhou Jinshen did not ignore An Xumo in silence, but his tone was indeed quite different from what he had just said in front of the camera.