The Ninth Beauty

One day, Fang Jueyu was called into the study by his parents.
Fang Father: "Son, you've turned 20 this year, and it's time to tell you some things!"
Fang Jueyu: "What is it? You're not going to suddenly tell me you're a wealthy man, are you?"
Fang Father is surprised: "You already know?"
Fang Jueyu: "What? Really? I was just saying that."
Fang Father: "However, that's not the point. Today, I am going to pass on our family's heirloom that has been handed down from generation to generation to you!"
From then on, Fang Jueyu's life underwent a dramatic change.
What? You want to talk to me about antiques and calligraphy paintings? Do you want Wang Xizhi's calligraphy or Zheng Banqiao's paintings? Oh, right, Van Gogh even gifted my great-great-great-grandfather a painting!
Why, you ask? Because it was my ancestors who funded their education!
You want to talk to me about sports cars? Are you talking about Lamborghini, Ferrari, or the Bugatti Veyron? I hold shares in those companies, and I'm even the largest shareholder!
What? Your family owns a mine? Sorry, but many of the gold and diamond mines in Africa are ours too!

Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

    "Creak!" The large door of the conference room swung open. Originally, Fang Jueyu wanted to kick his way in, but he worried that if he kicked too hard, he'd rip his brand-new pants, which would be really embarrassing.


    It was unbelievable that even in this day and age, racial and national discrimination still existed. Guests from other countries were called guests, but guests from Huaxia didn't even qualify as guests? Perhaps they didn't know that the majority shareholder of this company was a person from Huaxia!


    Fang Jueyu's eyes scanned everyone present, around seventeen or eighteen people in total. The oldest person was probably over seventy, and the younger ones were around forty, but they were all white.


    Fang Jueyu remembered that Lianhua Group was formed by merging companies from England and Germany, so most of the people here were likely from those two countries.


Chapter 120 Everyone present is trash