The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

Wen Shujin ignored Luo An as if he were an idiot.

"Now, Mr. He, can you sign the contract? After all, my time is precious and I don't have time to waste it here."

He Cheng asked his subordinates to bring the agreement over and signed it directly. Wen Shujin took the contract and nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, Mr. He, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Wen Shujin stood up and prepared to leave.

He Cheng stopped her, "Miss Wen, did you really bring a bomb?"

Wen Shujin looked at him: "How is that possible? Of course I lied to you."

Luo Shan raised his hand to say something, but Luo An slapped his hand: "Shut up."

Seeing Wen Shujin's back walking away, Luo Shan looked at his brother angrily: "Why didn't you let me take action? She didn't bring any explosives. That woman should have been killed just now."

Luo An slapped Luo Shan in the face: "Miss Wen helped us and saved my brother, how could you still attack her? How will others view our Qingsha Gang in the future?"

Luo Shan covered his face and said, "I just thought she was Meng Chengen's."

Luo An was so angry that it hurt: "Use your pig brain to think about it. If she was Meng Chengen's person, would she help Big Brother? And don't you see her identity? The eldest daughter of the Wen family, why would she help Meng Chengen?"

Luo Shan muttered, "Maybe she has some conspiracy."

He Cheng also felt that Wen Shujin was not Meng Chengen's person. She seemed to look down on gangs, and there was a kind of disgust deep in her eyes.

He had a deeper admiration for Wen Shujin's courage and skills: "She probably has nothing to do with Meng Chengen, but what on earth does she want with that piece of land? She's actually risking her life for a piece of land."

Luo An also found it strange that Wen Shujin seemed to value that piece of land very much.

After a few days of peace and tranquility, Wen Shujin received a call from the Yang family inviting her to the Peace Hotel.

When Wen Shujin arrived, she saw Yang Jialiang's anxious face: "My dear Miss, why are you so slow?"

Wen Shujin put down his bag: "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Jialiang sighed: "Someone has imitated the plasma TV."

Wen Shujin was not surprised and comforted her: "Don't worry, we just need to do our part."

Yang Jialiang massaged his temples. “How can I not be worried? Their prices are cheaper than ours, and they’ve already snatched up several orders.”

Wen Shujin chuckled: "Have you ever disassembled the TVs they sell?"

Yang Jialiang looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Wen Shujin laughed, with a hint of evil amusement in his eyes: "Their television technology must have been stolen from my laboratory."

Yang Jialiang checked his company internally and found nothing abnormal. After all, only Jiawei's technicians knew the most core part.

He could only call Wen Shujin over, but he didn't know how to remind her that someone inside had stolen the technology. Unexpectedly, she admitted it herself.

Yang Jialiang stood up upon hearing this: "Miss Wen, do you know?"

Wen Shujin nodded: "I know."

Seeing Wen Shujin's controlled appearance, Yang Jialiang was completely bewildered. "Why didn't you stop him? Why didn't you call the police?"

Wen Shujin looked at him and said, "Why do you want to stop me? A play is only interesting when it reaches its climax, right?"

Yang Jialiang was so confused by Wen Shujin that he didn't know how to respond. He asked listlessly, "What is Miss Wen going to do?"

Wen Shujin looked at the empty teacup in her hand and squeezed it gently, turning the cup into ashes in her hand. "Of course I have to play with them and make the Luo family and the people behind them pay the price."

Wen Shujin stood up and said, "Don't worry, the show is about to begin. Just focus on making TV. Soon our TV reputation will be even greater."

Wen Shujin looked at his watch and said, "Okay, I have an appointment, so I'm leaving first."

Yang Jialiang wanted to say something, but Wen Shujin had already turned and left. Looking at the ashes on the table, Yang Jialiang couldn't help but squeeze the cup in his hand.

I squeezed it hard, but it broke and my hand was injured. It just wouldn't crumble into ashes. These cups must have been from the same batch.

Wen Shujin did not return to the company, but came to Gaoxiang North Road in the south city. She came here mainly to see this land today.

The people here are still good at hawking their wares. Wen Shujin shuttled among the crowd, thinking about how to take back this land. In his previous life, An Yushen got this land and accidentally discovered a gold mine. He directly drove away the people who were doing business here, leaving them no chance to survive.

More than thirty families were destroyed, and some even committed suicide by jumping off buildings. Wen Shujin looked at the running and jumping children and the old woman with gray hair.

"Girl, have a bowl of wontons." A gentle voice.

Wen Shujin looked up and saw an old lady looking at her with a smile. She was dressed neatly, her hair was combed meticulously, and her face was deeply wrinkled.

Wen Shujin smelled the scent in the air, which seemed very fragrant, and unconsciously walked over and sat down.

After a while, the wontons were ready, and the old lady called out, "Anle, carry them over to my sister."

Wen Shujin thought it was a child, but when he looked up, he saw a young man in his twenties. He had a smile on his face, and he looked very clean. His eyes were clear and a little silly.

Wen Shujin was curious. She seemed to be older than herself, so why did she call her sister?

Anle put the wontons in front of Wen Shujin: "Sister, have some. Grandma's wontons are delicious." When he smiled, his eyes were curved and sparkling, as if they were the kind of crystal clear eyes that only children have.

Wen Shujin then realized that the man in front of him was a little fool.

Looking at the steaming wontons in front of her, Wen Shujin picked up a spoon and took a bite. It tasted really good. The mother-in-law's cooking skills were indeed very good.

I thought it was going to be a quiet afternoon, but unexpectedly a few clueless creatures broke in.

There were three people who came in, all dressed in shabby clothes, with malicious expressions on their faces. They stared at the old woman fiercely and said, "Old woman, we're collecting protection money."

Wen Shujin frowned slightly. Her mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, then walked over with some embarrassment: "Didn't we just have sex this morning? Before, it was once a day."

The man laughed: "It has been changed. Now it is twice a day." He pushed the mother-in-law away and looked at the guests in the room.

When the man saw Wen Shujin, his eyes lit up. He walked over and sat in front of Wen Shujin: "Miss, where are you from?"

Wen Shujin looked at him coldly: "Get out of here"

The mother-in-law quickly walked up to Wen Shujin and said, "Brother Gou, this is my guest." She smiled, not wanting to offend him. "Protection money, I'll pay it right away, right away. Anle, why don't you bring the money over here?"

Anle ran to get the money very quickly. Gou Ge frowned, stood up and pushed the mother-in-law to the ground: "You stinky old woman, get out of here!"

Anle took the money and supported grandma: "Don't bully grandma."

The grandmother stood up and quickly grabbed her grandson: "Brother Gou, don't argue with a fool. This is money. We give it to you. Don't make things difficult for us."

This dog brother directly put the money on himself, and then spat at the two people: "Wouldn't it be better if you took it out earlier?"

The mother-in-law nodded timidly: "Brother Gou, you have taken the money, why don't you leave first, otherwise the guests will not dare to come in later."

Dog brother glared at her: "If I want to leave, I will leave. If you want to stay, you can stay. Get out of here."

His target was very clear, Wen Shujin: "Miss, why don't you go with me and have some fun? I promise you will go to heaven."

Wen Shujin's eyes were deep, and he didn't answer.