【Leian】Love Tags

Fortunately, it was not the equity transfer document he had imagined.An Mixiu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking: That's right, he is not yet eighteen, and he needs a guardian to accompany him to sign everything.

He flipped through the power of attorney in his hand. The A4 paper in the plastic folder was only two thin pages, and the remaining two pages were copies of his ID card and household registration booklet.An Mixiu was not stupid, so he finished reading it quickly, keeping his eyes down in silence.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, my uncle asked kindly, "Why, is there any question? Ask uncle if you don't understand anything."

Hearing this, An Mixiu thanked her in a low voice, and then said politely: "Let me clear my mind first, this is quite complicated, I don't know how to ask, please give me some more time. "

Documents cannot be signed casually. This is a lesson An Mixiu learned from childhood. If he had not been so naive at the beginning and had obeyed his grandfather, the custody of him and his sister would not have fallen into the hands of his uncle so logically.

When An Mixiu came back from the funeral when he was six years old, he had a severe fever for several days. If he hadn't been treated in time, his lungs would have been burned through.When I wake up from the hospital bed again, many memories will be gone forever with the fading temperature.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his uncle and aunt, how gentle and kind they were at that time, standing by the bed to greet him, and visiting him almost every day.Every time the uncle came, there were blue shadows in his eyes, as if he was very hard-working; the aunt looked haggard, but she smiled when facing him, and chatted with him in a soft voice while peeling apples.

Later, his grandfather came, sent his aunt out, sat by the bed and asked him how much he remembered.An Mixiu raised his small face, looking dazed.

Gradually, a touch of sadness appeared on the serious face of the old man.At that moment, his straight back seemed to be bent a lot, and he no longer had the fierce aura he had when he first entered the door. elder.

An Mixiu couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to wipe away his tears, but when his fingertips touched the old and wrinkled skin, he found it was dry.At that time, he didn't understand that some tears couldn't be shed.

The old man seemed to wake up from a dream, and was warmed by his caring actions. He smiled a little, held his little hand and said, "It's okay. One day with you two brothers and sisters around, grandpa won't fall down."

But what is An Mixiu thinking?

He was thinking that he had to be sensible. Grandpa was old and had experienced so much, so he couldn't worry about it anymore.

So the sensible little An Mixiu, when her grandfather and uncle were fighting for custody, and when her aunt also brought up the topic of grandfather's aging behind her back and expressed that she could take good care of them, she decided to take care of them without authorization and went to court. Pulling his sister, he took the initiative to choose his uncle.

Considering the child's young age and the need for a female companion who can replace his mother, as well as his own choice, the judge pronounced in court that the custody of An Mixiu and An Lijie belonged to the uncle and aunt's family. At the same time, the parents died The part of the inheritance that should be inherited by the brothers and sisters will also be transferred to the guardians, and they will not be able to get it back until they reach the age of eighteen.

Facing the shocked and unbelievable face of his grandfather, An Mixiu felt sad for no reason.After the trial, he ran to the old man regardless of his aunt's obstruction, and comforted him in a soft voice: "Grandpa, my sister and I will come to see you often, and we will work hard to grow up quickly. In the future, we will come here instead." take care of you.

The old man looked at him, opened his mouth, and made a breathy sound: "Are they treating you well now?"

An Mixiu nodded quickly.

The old man's eyes gradually turned red.He patted An Mixiu on the head, and murmured in a low voice: "Okay, that's good." He seemed to be speaking to the immature child in front of him, but also to himself.

After that, brother and sister An Mixiu lived a peaceful life.Although his uncle and aunt were not as enthusiastic as he was when he was sick, and occasionally even a little indifferent and indifferent, An Mixiu convinced himself that it was because of his illness, and the adults felt that he needed more care. No, I should be more sensible and not distract the already busy elders.

He learned to live by himself and how to take care of his younger sister, but since the court sentencing, his grandfather has been estranged from his uncle and aunt.

The old man never took the initiative to come to the door, and his uncle and aunt didn't seem to like him taking the initiative to find his grandfather. An Mixiu was not stupid, so he gradually noticed the clue.But before he could grasp more of the truth, an accident happened.

Since his uncle took control of the equity, he has logically owned the decision-making power of the board of directors. He is so happy, regardless of the obstruction of other veterans of the board of directors, he invested too much money in a big project for profit, which caused the problem of a broken capital chain within the company. , other projects in the same period had to be deconstructed and reorganized or shut down.And when that project revealed its true colors, it was just a bottomless pit that was short-sold, all the money that An Jia had invested in the early stage was in vain.Not only that, the company has also formed a vicious circle because the funds cannot be withdrawn.

During that time, there were frequent bad news, fierce competition within the industry, and insults from other parties, all of which accelerated the decline of Anjia.Since then, the group that used to be the leader in the hands of An Mixiu's parents has gone from bad to worse, and has lost its former glory.

Then, the person who said that as long as An Mixiu and An Lijie were still there, they would not fall down also went.

The old man was so angry that he had a cerebral thrombosis, and he died after lying in the ICU for a few days.

At that time, An Mixiu knew that the reason why the two brothers and sisters could enjoy a relatively stable life was because the grandfather put pressure on his uncle and aunt in a place he couldn't see.

The foundation was not informed to him by the lawyer until after the grandfather died.In fact, since the child was born, the young An family's parents used their private property to set up this foundation, and then handed it over to the father-in-law to take care of it secretly, in order to provide more protection for the child in the future.I'm afraid even they didn't expect that this kind of safety lock, which can be regarded as the last resort, still came in handy.

And the dream that the old man wanted to maintain for the child was also shattered with his departure.

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water are just flowers in the mirror after all.

The sky was cloudy, and 12-year-old An Mixiu stood in the quiet cemetery, feeling dazed for a moment.He seems to have forgotten where he is, what he wants to do, and where he should go.The tactile nerves are dull and ignorant, only the hands are trembling slightly.

On the cold granite tombstone, there is a portrait of the old man.There was a smile on the old face, and those eyes that should have been sharp were bending into a gentle arc, watching him lovingly.

An Mixiu's eye sockets were tingling, and his brain felt dizzy.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark.An Lijie stood behind him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's time to go back, otherwise uncle and aunt will scold you."

Finally, An Mixiu couldn't restrain himself, and cried bitterly: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Grandpa..." He caressed the photo of the deceased, and apologized with sobs, sometimes to the deceased old man, sometimes to the still weak An Li clean.

A soft body came up from behind, and two slender arms gently embraced him.

An Mixiu tightly held An Lijie's hand on his chest, gritted his teeth and said to himself: Be strong.

Hot tears fell silently, and he swore in his heart: This time, he must protect the person who should be protected, no matter what the price.

An Mixiu rubbed his stiff face, still staring at the power of attorney silently.

According to the information, his good uncle recently negotiated a loan with the bank because of financial problems.Of course, the bank is not a vegetarian, and the amount involved is huge. Judging from the assets under the uncle's name, it is not enough to be used as collateral.

So, he turned his mind to An Mixiu's legacy.

His parents' holdings in An's Group are 45%, of which An's father is 38% and An's mother is 7%. The will stipulates that An Lijie will inherit this share from his mother when he turns eighteen, and An Mixiu will inherit his father's— — This is also to lay the foundation for him to be in charge of Anjia in the future.

In the agency letter, An Mixiu agreed that his uncle would replace him and mortgage 20% of An's father's equity with a market value of billions to the bank, and let the other party handle it with full authority.

In other words, more than half of An Mixiu's inheritance was moved, while An Lijie's part was intact.

The atmosphere was deadlocked, the middle-aged man wanted to urge him, but he was afraid of arousing his rebellious psychology, so he could only sit with him.

Seeing this, the woman stood up and smiled and said, "Talk over slowly, I'll pour some tea." After speaking, she looked at An Mixiu and said, "Auntie will bring you anything you want to eat."

The boy politely and distantly refused: "Thank you, no need."

The woman was not embarrassed either, she exchanged a glance with her husband and walked away.When she came back after a while, there were still two servants behind her, and she didn't go down after setting the tea and fruit plate, but retreated to the side to watch her nose, nose, nose and heart, and seemed to obey her orders at any time.

After the woman sat down, she repeated her old tricks. While trimming and peeling apples for An Mi, she played a sentimental card: "Come, come, eat some apples. I remember you loved eating apples peeled by your aunt when you were young. At that time, your uncle and aunt were doing business. It's not that difficult, and I have time to take care of you, but it's a pity that now... Sigh. Back then, your grandfather said no, it's not us..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Mixiu with a cold face: "I'll take the power of attorney and think about it for a few days before replying to you. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll go back first."

As soon as he stood up, the two servants who were guarding the corner suddenly moved, stepped forward a few steps, and restrained him one by one.

"You!" An Mixiu glared angrily at the middle-aged man who was sitting on the chair calmly.

The latter got impatient for a long time ago, but now that his face is being torn apart, he feels much more comfortable, and puts on the airs of an elder to teach him: "Why are you talking to your aunt, you have no respect for elders!"

The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to the growing anger in An Mixiu's eyes: "The family is in trouble and doesn't want to help, and spends time with outsiders all day long. He is almost an adult and has no sense of responsibility. How can I feel relieved when you are like this? Give you the stuff? Give you the company? Let me tell you, if you don’t sign this entrustment today, you have to sign it!”

"Oh, really?"

Thunder lion!

An Mixiu suddenly turned his head and looked outside the door.I saw a slender figure walking towards the light against the light.

——tbc——