After the divorce, my ex-husband's cousin tricked me into getting a marriage certificate.

Lin Zhihong was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard, and asked, "What did you say? What kind of management company do you want to start?"

Lin Mengchuan realized his father had misunderstood and reiterated, "Dad, I meant a celebrity management company, not a financial management company."

Lin Zhihong stared at his son with a surprised look for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Do you know what you're saying?"

Lin Mengchuan: "Dad, believe me, I'm serious. I've already asked Xu Qing to find someone to make a plan. You can take a look at the plan before you reject me. Didn't you say that you want me to think about what I want to do in the future?"

Lin Zhihong was furious. "I'm telling you to think about the future development of our Zhuohai Group, not to mess around like this."

Lin Mengchuan argued, "Dad, that's prejudiced. How is it messing around if I run a celebrity management company? Haven't you seen how much money Brother Mu An's Nebula Entertainment makes? The artists under his management can earn him hundreds of millions every year."

Lin Zhihong frowned as he looked at his son. "That's because of Mu Ci, the international movie star. Do you think Xingyun could have succeeded without Mu Ci?"

“I also have a big signboard,” Lin Mengchuan quickly replied.

"What big name do you have?" Lin Zhihong was surprised. He had never heard of his son having anything to do with the entertainment industry, except for that woman. At that moment, he suddenly realized, "You mean Qiao Ran?"

Lin Mengchuan remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Lin Zhihong was so angry he almost fainted. "So, you opened this agency for Qiao Ran?"

Lin Mengchuan remained silent.

Lin Zhihong glared angrily, "Absurd! Lin Mengchuan, what exactly do you want? I told you not to get a divorce, but you insisted on it. I finally managed to calm the shareholders down and everyone stopped pursuing the matter."

"Now you're going to open a talent agency for Qiao Ran. How are you going to explain this to the shareholders? Are you going to say you regret the divorce and want to win Qiao Ran back? Are you going to squander the company's money on a woman?"

"Have you considered the consequences of doing this? Will the shareholders still trust you? Will they let someone as unreliable as you take over Zhuohai Group?"

Lin Mengchuan didn't think as much as his father did; his goal was simple: to win Qiao Ran back.

After being scolded by Lin Zhihong, he knew that it was impossible to get Lin Zhihong to spend money to start a brokerage company.

Lin Mengchuan carefully reviewed the proposal; the initial funding only required was fifty million.

As Lin Mengchuan left Lin Zhihong's office, he kept thinking about who he should ask for the start-up capital.

After much thought, he realized he could only turn to one person for help: his maternal grandfather, Shen Yutang.

Lin Mengchuan suddenly remembered that his mother, Shen Qingzhu, had mentioned a few days ago that Shen Yutang's birthday was in two days.

Although the old man didn't hold a birthday banquet, Shen Qingzhu still had to prepare a gift and have it delivered to him.

Isn't this the perfect time?

Lin Mengchuan ran to Xu Qing's office and asked him to go out for a walk tomorrow and buy him a painting to give to his grandfather.

The budget is 50,000 yuan.

Although Shen Yutang has retired, he was a very prominent figure in Beijing back then.

The Shen family's Chimelong Group's main business is real estate development, and together with the Qi family's Fengchi Group, they have monopolized nearly half of the local real estate development projects.

Xianghe Garden, where Qi Muci lives, is one of the projects that the two companies are collaborating on.

So Xu Qing tried everything to get the property management to talk, but in the end, she still couldn't find out which villa Qi Muci lived in.

"Isn't it too stingy to give the old man a painting worth 50,000 yuan for his birthday?" Xu Qing voiced her doubts.

Lin Mengchuan didn't take it seriously, saying, "He doesn't need this gift from me. If I give it to him, he'll just throw it in the storeroom."

Xu Qing still felt it was inappropriate, "That's true, but..."

Lin Mengchuan said impatiently, "Alright, my mom gives me gifts worth no more than 20,000 yuan a year. This is already more than enough."

If he hadn't wanted to get some money from the old man to start a brokerage company, he could have saved that 50,000.

They say you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, and Lin Mengchuan felt he had done everything he could to win back Qiao Ran.

If Qiao Ran had any conscience, she should be extremely grateful.

Seeing that Lin Mengchuan insisted, Xu Qing stopped saying anything, after all, that was someone else's maternal grandfather, not his.

Meanwhile, in Qi Muchi's villa in Xianghe Garden.

The family is having dinner at the restaurant.

Butler Yang came in to report: "Mr. Qi, the art museum has sent someone to deliver the painting you ordered. I've asked them to wait in the living room. Would you and Chairman Qi like to come out and confirm it?"

Qiao Ran asked Qi Muci curiously, "What painting?"

Qi Muci: "It's a birthday present for Grandpa. Let's go out and have a look. I've been asking the museum director to help me find one since last year."

Zhao Mengmeng and Ding Ding followed suit after hearing this.

When the two staff members sent by the art museum saw the Qi brothers, they quickly greeted them and worked together to unpack the package.

This is a picture of peonies in full bloom.

Although Qiao Ran didn't understand painting, she could tell that it wasn't an ordinary painting.

Dingding's father also liked collecting paintings, and she learned some from him. When she saw this painting, her mouth was agape for a long time. She excitedly pointed at the painting and asked, "Isn't this the famous 'Peony Red' by Nara Master?"

One of the museum staff members smiled and nodded, "Is this young lady an expert too? She recognized it at a glance."

Dingding shook her head shyly, "No, no, it's because my dad likes to paint. I saw a book in his study that introduced the works of Master Nara, and I was very impressed by that painting..."

"But wasn't this painting sold a long time ago? How did you manage to buy it?"

The museum staff member smiled mysteriously and replied, "I'm sorry, that's an industry secret. Our director has his own connections."

Dingding exclaimed, "Wow, your curator is amazing! How much did you pay to buy it?"

The museum staff looked at the Qi brothers.

Qi Muci smiled and said, "We're all family here, so it's fine to tell Dingding. This painting was a gift from my older brother and me to my grandfather. It cost a total of 60 million, but its actual value far exceeds that amount."

The museum staff member smiled and chimed in, "Yes, it's because the buyer is a fan of Mr. Qi that he was willing to part with it."

Qiao Ran, Zhao Mengmeng, and Ding Ding were all terrified.

Zhao Mengmeng reached out, wanting to touch it, but then pulled her hand back. "I'd better not touch it. If I break it, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself. Can I take a picture with this painting?"

"I don't post it on WeChat Moments; I just keep the photos as a memento."

Qi Mu'an was both amused and exasperated. "Sure, don't be nervous. It's okay to touch it."

Zhao Mengmeng: "Hehe... I'd rather not touch it, just take a picture."

After the three women took turns taking photos with the painting, Qi Muci asked the museum staff to help carry it upstairs.

It was placed in his bedroom, and he planned to take it to his grandfather's house on his birthday.

Before they knew it, it was Shen Yutang's birthday.

The Shen family had arranged dinner, so the Qi brothers didn't set off for the Shen family with their partners until 4 p.m.

What neither the Shen family nor the Qi family knew was that Shen Qingzhu, who always only sent gifts and never showed up, had actually brought her son with her.

When the mother and son appeared at the Shen family's door, it truly surprised the Shen family.