While speaking, He Jiayong picked up Mr. He Yueting to the hotel.

Sheng Huashang saw that He Jiayong was disliked and was embarrassed to show his face to He Yueting. The two old men chatted politely for a few words, and He Jiayong said that the food was ready and everyone went to the private room to have a meal while chatting.

As an artist, He Jiayong is born with sensitivity. He went out and after he came back, his mother-in-law was much better at him. He Yiyi didn't have to think about it.

He Yiyi was called by Sheng Huashang: "I haven't been back for a long time. You can tell me about the dishes of this hotel later."

"Okay, nothing else works. I am an expert in what I eat." He Yiyi smiled.

"You are an expert, and you are so thin?" Sheng Huashang reached out and pinched He Yiyi's hand, and said helplessly: "Look at this little claw, there is no flesh at all."

Sheng Yan smiled and said, "During these days my aunt lived in the mainland, she can keep Yiyi by her side and watch her eat an extra bowl of rice every day."

He Yueting shook his head and sighed, "Madam Zhou will know if you stay for a few more days. This girl is not at home for three or five days. Every day, the dragon sees her head and doesn't see her at all. It's hard to watch her eat?"

"So, all the grandchildren here are debts!" ​​Sheng Huashang shook his head with a smile.

"Don't worry, they all have their time as parents. Hahaha~" He Yueting smiled and stroked his beard.

Seeing that the two old men were having a happy chat, He Jiayong felt relieved.

The exquisite dishes were served one by one, and He Yueting opened the old wine he had hidden for many years and asked He Jiayong to pour a glass of Sheng Huashang.

Two old men in their seventies drank two sips of wine, and the atmosphere became even better.

While picking fish bones for Sheng Huashang, He Yiyi was also very busy.

"Okay, stop busy, eat it yourself." Sheng Huashang poured all the plates of fish into He Yiyi's bowl.

"Uh, grandma, this is for you."

"I don't like fish, you eat it."

"Then what do you like to eat? I'll pick it up for you."

"I want that shrimp." Sheng Huashang pointed to the plate of Longjing shrimp in front of He Jiayong.

He Jiayong quickly got up, picked up a few shrimps and put them in his mother-in-law's bowl, and then served a bowl of soup for his father.

After eating a meal for more than an hour, the two elderly people were full of food and food.

He Yiyi accompanied Sheng Huashang back to her room to rest, and He Jiayong sent her father home.

Sheng Huashang is in poor health. She is already very tired after a long-distance flight and the social engagements for most of the day. She went back to the room to wash her face, lying on the bed and then fell asleep.

He Yiyi gently closed the bedroom door, went to the living room, and took out the phone that had been turned off before.

As soon as the phone was turned on, the phone rang out. Zhou Qinglan made more than fifty phone calls and sent dozens of messages.

Sheng Yan handed He Yiyi a glass of juice and asked with a smile: "So busy?"

"Hello! There's nothing else." He Yiyi sat on the sofa indifferently, waiting for Zhou Qinglan to call him again.

Sure enough, she had just taken two sips of juice and her phone rang again.

"Hey." He Yiyi didn't open a hands-free this time.

"Yiyi! Why are you shutting down again? Do you really want to save me if you die?" Zhou Qinglan asked weakly.

"How could I not save you? You have to hold Zhou's shares at least. Just 50 million is nothing to you."

Zhou Qinglan really couldn't make up 50 million yuan. She had some industries under her name, but she couldn't cash it out. And her backer Zheng Haoming's Dingji Capital had long gone bankrupt, let alone 50 million yuan, and she couldn't even get five million yuan.

"You said, how can you help me? Even if you don't have this money, your stepmother and Tang Zejiu can do anything!"

He Yiyi sneered: "You are so light! Fifty million is not a decimal, I can lend it for you. But no one will give up such a large amount of money. Let me first talk about what to use as collateral?"

"I...I will mortgage the house to you."

"not enough."

"I...I have a cosmetics production line for niche brands..."

"That production line has a total of several million, and you don't even have half of your shares."

"Then I really have nothing to do!"

"Where are the limited edition bags, jewelry, and jewelry?" He Yiyi sneered, "As long as you think, you can get a mortgage of 50 million, not to mention 50 million, and you can get a mortgage of 100 million. But there is no one around you who can get the money."

"After all the time, it's Zhou Xiyue's collections! You came for this, right?"

"Whatever you think. If you want to borrow money from me, there is only one way. Otherwise, let the black market dismantle Li Lei and sell organs, so that you can worry about her. It's natural for a person to die. It's better to think about it sooner or later."

"How can you say that?! How can you do it..."

He Yiyi smiled and hung up the phone directly.

Sheng Yan looked at He Yiyi with a smile, and waited for her to hang up the phone. Fang said, "Girl, aren't you afraid that she will really get 50 million from other places when you hold her like this?"

He Yiyi took a sip of juice and said with a smile: "Uncle, you don't know this woman. She has become a habit for me in recent years. When she needs money, the first thing she thinks of is me. Also, in this world, she will definitely not find the person who can lend her 50 million for free."

Sheng Yan really didn't understand Zhou Qinglan, let alone the people around her.

But seeing He Yiyi's confident look, she couldn't help asking: "Her daughter was trapped by you, right?"

He Yiyi immediately widened her eyes: "Uncle, how can you say that to him? He is a good child!"

She looked innocent and innocent, like a simple and harmless little rabbit.

Sheng Yan was so excited that he thought maybe he was thinking too much. What bad thoughts could such a cute little girl have?

The phone rang again, interrupting Sheng Yan's confusion. He took a sip of coffee and continued to watch the show leisurely.

He Yiyi answered the phone again and asked directly: "Have you thought it through?"

"I agree to your conditions. Wherever you are, I will send you the things."

"I'm busy. You have something ready to wait at home. My people will go to you for delivery."

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense, there are still three hours before getting off work." He Yiyi hung up the phone and turned off the phone directly.

Then she took out another cell phone, dialed out a number, and said, "You ask Lawyer Jia to find Zhou Qinglan and click on everything according to the list."

After the other party confirmed, He Yiyi hung up the phone silently and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little fox." Sheng Yan said with a smile.

"Ah? Uncle, what did you say?" He Yiyi asked lazily.

"It's nothing, it's pretty good." Sheng Yan's smile on his face became stronger.
Chapter completed!