People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Chapter 148 The Sheng Family Will, A Laughing Chapter

Zhuang Jiutao was all smiles.

He was also very pleased with himself.

He truly hadn't expected Lin Yi to return to China today.

Even more unexpectedly, they ran into each other at the Sheng Mansion.

This was a golden opportunity for my cousin to realize who truly cared about her!

“Mr. Zhuang is right. Why didn’t you contact me about this? If I had known you were going to send Miss Seven a Beetle, I wouldn’t have needed to travel all the way back from the United States to bring back a few more.”

Zhuang Jiutao: "???"

Sheng Aiyi: "???"

"Where's the car?"

Lin Yi turned to look at Ah Sheng.

He did bring back more than ten units.

In addition to the three units prepared for Sheng Aiyi, several close friends in the banking industry, such as Fan Zhongxu and Jing Zhizhong, also plan to give one unit each.

As for warlords like Yang Zihui, Liu Yuanfu, and Chen Bonan, they even prepared the most expensive Cadillacs as gifts.

The president's favorite item is overpriced.

It's not worth much money; it's just a token of my appreciation.

"Young master, we left in a hurry. Those cars were still in the hold at the time, but they should be delivered soon."

As they were talking, a car pulled up in front of the Sheng Mansion.

"What a coincidence, speak of the devil and he appears."

Ah Sheng chuckled and ran over.

The gates of the Sheng Mansion slowly opened, led by a white Volkswagen Beetle, followed by a champagne gold car, and finally a light pink car.

These are the three best-selling colors so far.

The three cars filed in, making Sheng Aiyi's smile impossible to hide any longer.

However, Zhuang Jiutao, who was standing to the side, looked quite grim.

His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Fuck!

"Seventh Miss, one is for you, and you can keep the other two to give away."

"Mr. Zhuang is right. This car is indeed in high demand right now, and it would be a very thoughtful gift to give it to someone."

"Mr. Lin, are you praising yourself?"

Sheng Aiyi looked at him with a smile.

"Seventh Miss, this gift of a goose feather from afar is light in weight but heavy in meaning; it is my heartfelt sentiment."

Lin Yi smiled and said, raising his wrist to look at his watch, "It's getting late, I still have some things to take care of, so I'll take my leave now."

"it is good."

Sheng Aiyi nodded, her smile making Zhuang Jiutao, who was standing to the side, grit his teeth in hatred.

Only after Lin Yi got into the car and left did he take a deep breath and say with a seemingly unintentional smile, "Our Mr. Lin really knows how to please people."

Unfortunately, Sheng Aiyi ignored him after he said those pointed words.

Instead, he walked towards the white Beetle...

Zhuang Jiutao left ten minutes later.

Just before getting into the car, looking at Sheng Aiyi who was still circling the white Beetle and scrutinizing it closely, he could no longer hide the resentment in his eyes.

Once the car had left the Sheng Mansion, he slammed his fist hard against the back of the front seat.

"To the Peace Hotel!"

He gave the order in a cold, curt tone, his chest heaving, his face contorted in a grimace.

Looking back on all these years, I realize how much effort I've put into serving her.

But this is the result we got in return.

Zhuang Jiutao grew increasingly angry.

It's often said that women are the most ruthless, and that's absolutely true.

Besides being good-looking, what else does someone with the surname Lin have?

It's just a car that made her so happy, how incredibly superficial!

A woman like that is no longer worth his wholehearted support...

"Fourth brother."

"Hehe, Jiu Tao, you're a rare guest indeed."

"I've been back for so many days, and I haven't been able to see you even once."

In the penthouse suite of the Peace Hotel, Sheng Zecheng, the fourth son of the Sheng family, who was in his early forties, was wearing a silk bathrobe and sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

She looked at Zhuang Jiutao with a smile.

"Fourth Brother is joking. I was born to be a hard worker, unlike you who always plans and strategizes."

“I was in Tianjin a few days ago handling some matters, and I just arrived in Shanghai. I rushed here to see you, Fourth Brother.”

"We didn't dare to waste a single moment."

Lies come from every mouth.

When Sheng Chengze arrived in Shanghai a month ago, he went into hiding.

Several phone calls were made to his office, and his secretary, following his instructions, always said that he was on a business trip to Tianjin.

He always advised Sheng Aiyi on her private matters regarding the Sheng family's troubles, never daring to take the lead.

Hearing this, Sheng Laosi, who was holding a cigar, curled his lip and said, "Really? Then how come I heard from a friend that I saw you at the Paramount a few days ago?"

Zhuang Jiutao: "...Hehe, Fourth Brother, your friend must have seen it wrong."

After offering a dry explanation, before Sheng Lao Si could speak again, Zhuang Jiu Tao quickly changed the subject: "Fourth Brother, you finally made it back to Shanghai, why are you staying in a hotel?"

"Aiyi handled this matter very wrongly."

"After all, they are siblings from the same mother. Even if there were some unpleasantness before, it shouldn't be like this."

This attitude couldn't be clearer.

Sheng Lao Si, who was not usually good at scheming, finally began to understand the implications.

He glanced at Zhuang Jiutao, and the smile on his face instantly turned friendly.

"Jiu Tao, you think so too?"

"To be honest, I didn't even go inside the Sheng Mansion this time I came back!"

"She was such a wonderful little girl when she was young. I still don't understand how she turned out to be so heartless and ruthless."

"I'm his own brother!"

At this point, his smile vanished, replaced by a face full of anger.

"Fourth Brother, anger is bad for your health, please calm down."

As he spoke, Zhuang Jiutao sat down next to Sheng Laosi.

How can I calm down?

Sheng Lao Si turned to look at him: "Even putting aside the brother-sister relationship, I am the eldest son of the Sheng family. What right does she have to stop me from entering the house?"

"I came home a little late when my mother was seriously ill."

"To be honest, I don't believe that will I wrote back then."

"Tell me, in which dynasty or era has a family business ever been passed down to a daughter?"

"This is utterly outrageous!"

After finishing his speech, Sheng Laosi stared intently at Zhuang Jiutao: "Jiutao, when your mother was seriously ill and hospitalized, you stayed by her side the whole time."

"Tell me the truth, did Sheng Aiyi fabricate that will?"

"This……"

After a brief moment of hesitation, Zhuang Jiutao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fourth Brother, although Aunt trusts me, I am ultimately an outsider in the Sheng family."

“My aunt really didn’t tell me about something as important as a will.”

"I only found out about this when Ai Yi took it out."

"So whether it's true or false, I can't judge."

"I'm afraid only Ai Yi and that lawyer Fei Xindun know the truth."

Hearing him say that, Sheng Laosi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately settled down.

Then he asked, "So, doesn't that mean there are no other witnesses?"

"Probably."

Zhuang Jiutao nodded and said, "But Fourth Brother, regardless of whether this will is real or fake, this is ultimately a family matter."

"I think we should discuss things together. If we really end up in court, it will make the Sheng family a laughing stock in front of outsiders!"

"court?"

Sheng Lao Si was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter: "I've already become a laughing stock, what am I afraid of?!"