Cen Xingyuan curled his lips in contempt, turned his head and looked at his younger brother who was quietly concerned about Su Qiao: "Little brother, is our Xingyu Group so vulnerable?"
"As I recall, our group's stock price has been growing continuously since my grandfather's generation until now, right?"
Cen Mo glanced coldly at the three members of the Wang family, opened his thin lips slightly, and said lightly: "The annual growth rate is 30%. After evaluation by the headquarters, the several project plans that Xiao Qiao just proposed have amazing development prospects. It is expected that by the end of the year, the dividends will quadruple that of last year."
"According to Xiao Qiao's share of the shares, she will be able to receive at least 300 million yuan in dividends by the end of this year, not including the money earned by her own company."
"Wow, Xiao Qiao is really our lucky treasure. With her coming, our company is thriving even more."
"Brother, Xiao Qiao doesn't have a sports car yet. Don't forget to order one for her and thank her very much."
Cen Xingyuan exclaimed exaggeratedly, pushed his brother away and grabbed Su Qiao's hand.
Wow, even the hands are so small and soft.
Just as Chris said, she looks like a pretty little doll.
What kind of shit luck is this her brother
Let him come back and find a temple to worship and ask a monk. He didn't find the monk, but he found such a lovely little angel.
Oh my god, oh my god, it's not just Chris, I also want to take her home and raise her well, what should I do
Cen Mohan's face darkened.
He walked forward, pulled her away, and stood next to Su Qiao.
"Don't worry, it has been ordered and will be shipped from Country M soon."
He was full of disgust towards his sister, but when he turned around to look at Su Qiao, he immediately became gentle and patient.
"This is my sister. Don't be fooled by her appearance. She loves racing cars the most. She has a special liking for sports cars. So whenever she meets someone she really likes, she will give them a sports car. She calls it cultivating the same hobby so that they can go racing and driving together in the future."
"If she really invites you to participate in a race, you must not agree,"
"Why can't you agree?"
Su Qiao had some understanding of his sister Cen Xingyuan's personality.
A woman who looks very sexy and bright, has wild hobbies and a generous personality.
"Because when they go crazy, they don't even want to live." Cen Mohan sighed.
He felt a little regretful.
Originally, his sister was going to fly back tomorrow, and he just wanted to go back to tell her some things and chat with her. But after just a few words, she insisted on coming to see Su Qiao.
It was all because of that talkative Chris that he now has to worry about Su Qiao being led astray by his sister.
Cen Xingyuan was very dissatisfied: "Little brother, how can you say bad things about me as soon as you come here? Are you still my biological brother? Did I pick him up from the garbage dump of some stadium?"
Su Qiao blinked and hesitated: "But... I also like racing, and I can assemble the car myself."
Assembling cars is actually an understatement. When she was in the future dimension, she assembled mechas and aircraft by herself.
Cen Mohan: “…” He felt that he would have to carry heart-saving pills with him in the future.
His sister looks like this, it's okay for her to like racing, but why does Su Qiao, who looks so soft and cute, also like such an exciting sport as racing
Cen Mohan probably forgot that Su Qiao likes boxing.
Cen Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rushed over excitedly, pushed his brother aside, and hugged Su Qiao.
"Ahh, how can you be so cute? I really want to snatch you from my little brother, what should I do?"
Cen Mohan's face darkened. He immediately rescued Su Qiao from her arms and hid her behind him.