From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Song Hai's face darkened as Lu Yunzhou asked him a question, and his cheeks tightened.

He glanced at the people in the room, his gaze scrutinizing them, before finally fixing his gaze on Pang Wei.

A poor car mechanic, covered in the smell of engine oil, what capable friends could he possibly have around him?

Song Hai puffed out his chest, his voice suddenly rising: "I'm Xiaomei's own brother! She was deceived by Pang Wei like this, getting pregnant before even having a wedding, why can't I do something about it?"

Lu Yunzhou clenched his fists, unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.

Her own brother came in and beat her without asking any questions, and now he's forcing his own sister to abort her child.

Song Xiaomei huddled against the wall, her face still wet with tears, her hands constantly protecting her lower abdomen.

Song's mother snorted coldly, pulled a crumpled list from her bag, and slammed it heavily on the dining table.

Soup got into the corner of the paper, leaving a layer of oil, and the blue writing quickly bleed through.

Three sums of money are clearly listed above.

The difference in bride price is 360,000 yuan, the down payment for the wedding house is 100,000 yuan, and the gold jewelry is 80,000 yuan.

With a stern face, Song's mother said, "Make up the money today, and Xiaomei can stay here. If it's even a penny less, I'll take her home, and I won't keep the child."

Song Xiaomei's legs went weak, and she grabbed the edge of the table for support.

She spent every day calculating money after she became pregnant.

Formula, diapers, prenatal checkups—you can't skip any of them.

Now her family has offered her another 540,000 yuan. How is she going to give it to them?

Pang Wei stood up, supporting his abdomen, his face covered in sweat.

The decision to invest 300,000 yuan in Yuanchuan was made together by him and his wife.

He was willing to endure hardship and earn the money back, but he dared not gamble with his wife and children.

Pang Wei bent his knees and said, "Mom, I can earn the money. Please give me some time."

Lu Yunzhou grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Pang Wei's knees were only half a foot off the ground.

Lu Yunzhou suppressed his anger: "You're not allowed to kneel. You haven't done anything wrong, so why should you kneel before them?"

Song's mother grabbed the list, her face growing longer and longer.

She was waiting for Pang Wei to back down, but Lu Yunzhou's interference made her even more uncomfortable.

Lu Yunzhou took the paper, looked at the numbers, and threw it back on the table.

He looked at the three members of the Song family: "You set a price for your daughter's wedding. Now you're using your grandson, who isn't even born yet, as a bargaining chip. Money is negotiable, but the child is not."

Mr. Song sat by the door, remaining silent.

Upon hearing "540,000," his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, but he still turned his face away.

They had already discussed it before they came, and neither of them could back down today.

Song Hai pointed at Pang Wei: "Fine, if you don't want to give it to me. Tomorrow I'll have someone blockade his repair shop. In this whole area of ​​Xicheng, I'll make sure he can't even get a tire changed."

Pang Wei gritted his teeth.

The repair shop was where he ate.

The shop was truly ruined, and he couldn't even come up with the money for his wife's childbirth.

Lu Yunzhou looked up at Song Hai.

This guy, relying on his connections with a few thugs, dared to push his own sister's family to their doom.

Reasoning with them is useless, so let's shut them up with money.

Lu Yunzhou took out his phone: "460,000, I'll transfer it now. 80,000 in gold, buy everything on the list before the wedding. After I take the money, if anyone forces Xiaomei to divorce again, or if anyone brings up the child again, I'll go find them personally."

Mother Song clutched the list tightly, her anger lessening considerably.

She originally thought Lu Yunzhou was just a friend who came to freeload a meal, but she didn't expect him to be able to come up with 460,000 yuan so easily.

Song Hai reached for his phone, but Lu Yunzhou immediately took it back.

Money can be given, but rules must be set first.

Gu Bowen turned on his computer and began drafting the agreement according to Lu Yunzhou's instructions.

The bride price, down payment, and gold jewelry should all be clearly stated in the contract. The Song family is not allowed to interfere with the couple's life, forcibly take Song Xiaomei away, or use the child to continue demanding money.

After the agreement was printed out, Song's mother wanted to add a production compensation.

Lu Yunzhou pressed the pen on the paper: "Sign and get paid. Don't sign, leave now."

His patience has run out.

Song Hai stared at Lu Yunzhou's face, a layer of sweat breaking out on his back.

When Lu Yunzhou stepped on the bottle, the sole of his shoe pressed down, causing several cracks to appear in the glass.

If they really started fighting, the two men he brought wouldn't be able to stop them.

The three members of the Song family signed their names and pressed their fingerprints one by one.

Gu Bowen confirmed the agreement was valid and registered the money as a personal loan to Lu Yunzhou, not as an expenditure for the Yuanchuan project.

Lu Yunzhou entered the password, and 460,000 yuan was transferred into Song's mother's account.

As soon as the payment notification arrived, Song's mother handed her phone to Song Hai to check.

Once they confirmed that the money was all there, the three of them relaxed.

Song's mother carefully put away the agreement, and before leaving, she reminded everyone that the gold must be purchased for a total of 80,000.

The door closed, leaving only an overturned stool and spilled soup inside.

After holding on for a long time, Song Xiaomei finally hugged Pang Wei and cried.

Pang Wei hugged his wife, tears streaming down his face, repeatedly saying sorry.

Lu Yunzhou straightened the stool on the ground.

He couldn't let the couple lose, since they had staked all their money on buying a house in Yuanchuan.

Lu Yunzhou patted Pang Wei on the shoulder: "Once the company makes money, pay back this 460,000 first. We also need to buy a house; the kids can't live with you all."

Pang Wei lowered his head, his nose stuffed up, unable to speak.

The meal had gone cold, but the group sat down again without complaining.

Song Xiaomei reheated the dishes twice and then filled Lu Yunzhou's bowl with ribs.

After the meal, Lu Yunzhou redefined the division of labor for Yuanchuan.

Cheng Ye was in charge of construction and workers, Pang Wei was in charge of vehicles, equipment and materials, Gu Bowen was in charge of accounts and contracts, and Mu Qingying was in charge of business negotiations and project progress.

Everyone only focuses on their own part.

If a problem arises, it will be resolved on the same day.

With this division of labor in place, Yuanchuan finally began to resemble a company.

After dark, Lu Yunzhou took Mu Qingying to the mall.

The office is missing so many things.

Printing paper, filing cabinets, power strips, whiteboards, and the paper shredder that Gu Bowen specifically requested were all stuffed into two shopping carts.

Mu Qingying picked out two more water glasses.

One is black, the other is white, and the same set of numbers is printed on the bottom of the cups.

Lu Yunzhou looked at the two cups: "The project assistant is even telling the boss he needs water?"

Mu Qingying's ears burned: "I'm your personal project secretary. How will I get paid if I'm not close enough?"

After saying that, she lowered her head and started organizing the list.

Lu Yunzhou felt a tickle in his heart and reached out to put the white water glass into the car.

Mu Qingying watched his movements, her eyes crinkling at the corners, and her steps quickening.

The two pushed the stroller past the children's products section, where a familiar figure stood by the shelf in front of them.

Ye Churan was carrying several boxes of colored pencils and sketchbooks, and was wearing a light-colored knitted dress.

The welfare home was short of supplies for handicraft classes, so she came here after get off work to purchase them.

She first saw Lu Yunzhou, then her gaze fell on Mu Qingying, and then she looked at the same water bottle in the shopping cart.

Ye Churan hugged the sketchbook in her arms tightly.

Just a few days ago, Lu Yunzhou said he was willing to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Now he accompanies Mu Qingying shopping at the mall, and the two even picked out a matching pair of cups.

Mu Qingying also recognized her and took half a step closer to Lu Yunzhou.

The three people were separated by a shopping cart, and none of them went first.

Ye Churan stared at Lu Yunzhou: "Yunzhou, is Qingying your girlfriend?"