The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 Shares

Zhong Mengfan doing such a thing, Zhong Mingyu was unwilling to forgive, and that was within expectations.

At that moment, Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong found themselves caught in the middle, equally troubled on both sides.

“Dad, Mom, there’s no way I can let this go,” Zhong Mingyu very clearly expressed his thoughts. “I don’t care what Meng Fan’s initial intentions were, the end result is clear as day. If Nianyao hadn’t been there today, the child in Yiqiu’s womb would have been lost a long time ago.”

“Second Uncle, what exactly are you planning to do then?” The always silent Zhong Jinghao finally spoke up, his gaze sharp as he looked at Zhong Mingyu. “We’re all family; I assume you don’t really want to send Meng Fan to prison, right? So, if you have any demands, feel free to name them.”

Zhong Niangyao rested her cheek on one hand, having been an observer all along. Nonetheless, the situation had become quite apparent to her now.

Zhong Mingyu, although furious about the matter, had no real intention of sending Zhong Mengfan to jail. After all, they were family, and if anything were to happen, it would definitely have been settled internally. If the matter became public, it would be a significant hit to the reputation of the Zhong Family.

However, he also had no intention of letting it slide; without tearing a piece from the big house, he would absolutely not relent.

As for Zhong Minghao, he probably understood Zhong Mingyu’s intentions. However, he wanted to maximize his own interests, which is why he maintained his silence.

On the other hand, upon recognizing the situation, Zhong Jinghao was the one to speak up first. He was a smart one, laying all the cards on the table for everyone to see.

Watching the living room full of people each harboring their own thoughts, Zhong Niangyao couldn’t help but yawn. Suddenly, she found it all rather dull and simply wished for the ordeal to end quickly so she could return to her rest.

Zhong Mingyu’s expression remained unchanged as he continued indifferently, “Jing Hao, it’s about my child’s life. What do you think would be appropriate compensation?”

“But isn’t Second Aunt alright now? The child was saved!” Zhong Mengfan couldn’t help but interject, “What exactly do you want to do to me? Second Uncle, you’re not going to stop until you send me to prison, are you?”

With that, the atmosphere in the hall instantly tensed further.

Zhong Minghao’s gaze towards Zhong Mengfan was almost venomous, as if he wished he could slap her right then.

As for Zhong Jinghao, he couldn’t help but silently curse her for being an idiot.

Zhong Niangyao, who had been watching the drama unfold, nearly burst into laughter. She had seen foolishness before, but never to this extent.

Zhong Jinghao laid everything out in the hope of clarifying Zhong Mingyu’s thoughts, allowing for both sides to bargain.

Now with a single sentence, Zhong Mengfan had shattered the previously evenly matched situation, causing their branch of the family to fall into a disadvantage.

Zhong Mingyu’s complexion immediately darkened. He paid no mind to the rest and turned to Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong. “Dad, Mom, it’s not that I don’t want to give Meng Fan a chance, it’s that up to now, she has shown no remorse. So do not blame me for being heartless.”

“I will file a report tomorrow. Whether it was intentional or accidental, let it be determined by the investigation of the public security authorities. Whatever punishment the law hands down to her, I will accept.”

Having spoken, Zhong Mingyu rose, with no intention of continuing the conversation, and prepared to leave.

At this point, Zhong Mengfan was truly terrified, petrified on the spot, forgetting even to cry.

“Wait a minute!”

Just as Zhong Mingyu was about to leave, Old Madam Zhong called out to him. “Sit down first!”

In the Zhong Family, although all major decisions were made by Old Sir Zhong, everyone held a deep respect for Old Madam Zhong, her status within the family on par with Old Sir’s. Especially Old Sir Zhong, who was even more compliant to his beloved wife.

Therefore, upon hearing from Old Madam Zhong, Zhong Mingyu halted and then sat down again.

After Zhong Mingyu had sat down again, Old Madam Zhong looked around and then slowly spoke, “Eldest, take two percent of your shares and transfer them to me tomorrow. Once the child in your second daughter-in-law’s womb is born, transfer it to her child.”

As soon as this was said, it was like a bomb had dropped, leaving everyone nearly unable to react.

But Old Sir Zhong’s expression didn’t change at all. It was unclear whether he had already known about this decision or had just heard it for the first time but had no objections.

The Zhong Family company was a family business, with most shares held within the Zhong Family members’ control.

Currently, Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong held forty-five percent of the shares, each of their three sons had fifteen percent. The remaining shares were seven percent in the hands of company executives, and the last three percent were floating in the market.

After Zhong Mingxin’s disappearance, his shares fell into Zhong Niangyao’s hands. However, she did not participate in any business operations, merely waiting for dividends.

Now, to take away two percent of Zhong Minghao’s shares was undoubtedly cutting flesh from his body.

Moreover, once he lost these two percent of shares, with the second house gaining them, he would be at a four percent disadvantage compared to the second house. This was a significant loss regarding the fight for inheritance rights.@@novelbin@@

“Mom, this—” Zhong Minghao began, trying to advocate for himself.

But before he could finish, Old Madam Zhong cut him off.

“That’s the decision,” she glanced faintly at Zhong Minghao. “Regardless of whether you were aware of Meng Fan’s actions, you are responsible. If you make a mistake, there are consequences.”

Despite her casual look, it bore down heavily, rendering Zhong Minghao feeling utterly powerless. In the end, he could only clench his fists in anger and hang his head dejectedly.

“But, Mom, the price is too steep!” Unlike Zhong Minghao, Zheng Silin couldn’t hold back, “Two percent of the shares, do you know how much money that is? Even if Meng Fan was too outrageous, it doesn’t warrant treating us like this!”

“Are you questioning my decision?” Old Madam Zhong frowned slightly, “This is the Zhong Family, not the Zheng Family. If you have objections, you can take them up with the Zheng Family. Of course, if you don’t agree, I can’t force you. But—”