Shang Qian hung up the phone and looked at his assistant.

Assistant: "It's Mrs. Shang."

Shang Qun's well-known wife, a woman from a noble family with a strong family background.

Since he entered the business, he can only be forced to accept the cold eyes of the business.

But he hadn't seen this business lady a few times. This woman lived in her parents' house most of the time, and her marriage with Shang Qun was just an exchange of interests, without any personal feelings.

She gave birth to a business neem, completed the task, and never stepped into a business again.

For Shang Qian, she has no disgust, no persecution, no dissatisfaction or liking, she is just indifferent, and she is indifferent to everyone.

Generally, if a wealthy family has an illegitimate child outside, they will either secretly pay a sum of money or get it into a poor mountain.

Very few people can be raised in the main house, because no hostess can tolerate the existence of illegitimate children.

Even if Shang Qian's identity as an illegitimate child is a humiliation and crisis for Mrs. Shang.

But she didn't care at all.

They hadn't met a few times.

When Shang Qian entered the door, he saw him once.

When Shang Neem died, he saw the second side.

That's all the impression.

The assistant looked at him thinking in a daze, coughed aside, and reminded:

"Mr. Shang, see you?"

Shang Qian pursed his lips, "See, invite her in."

Soon.

The woman came in wearing a dress so expensive that she could not see any brand, and her demeanor was luxurious.

She looks exactly the same as in the past, her face has not changed at all, she is nearly fifty, and the business group is full of old looks, but this woman is still the same.

Shang Qian stood up, looked at her, then walked to the chair beside him in a very orderly manner, and opened the chair for her.

The woman thanked her and sat down.

Shang Qian sat back across from her again.

The woman's eyes looked at Shang Qian again, and after watching it for a full minute, she exhaled and retracted her gaze.

"Sorry, Shang Nei said that your two brothers look alike. I have forgotten what he looks like."

Although the words are light and light, but there is a loneliness that cannot be concealed in the words.

Shang Qian's eyes flashed slightly, and his face was slightly tense when he heard Shang Xi's name.

"Come here, what's the matter?"

The woman smiled, took out a document from her bag, and handed it over.

Shang Qian opened it, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You want to transfer your shares to me?"

The woman nods.

"The business building will collapse, and it can be seen that there are not many days.

When an accident happened to Shang Yi, the heart of Shang Qun was in chaos.

This share is one of the conditions for the exchange of interests when I and Shang Yi reached a marriage agreement. Adding up the scattered shares of other shareholders, it is enough for you to gain a foothold in the Shang Group. "

Shang Qian's eyes were dark, and he was silent for a few seconds before speaking:

"I don't understand, why give it to me, even if I have this 20%, it is impossible to win the support of others, and I have no intention to stand on the business side."

The woman looked at him, smiled, and said lightly:

"I know, this 20% was originally intended for the merchant, and this is the only thing I can give him, who made him a merchant?

If he dies, I will give it to you. You bring up his son, and he should be willing to give it to you. "

Shang Qian's eyes narrowed, not understanding that when this woman mentioned Shang Qi, she didn't mean much sadness.

Why?