It was about time.
Su Ning glanced at the mechanical watch on her wrist. The ship should have arrived at the dock by now. Just as she was about to speak up and end this farcical "siege," a tender young girl's voice suddenly rang in her ears:
"There is no such plan at all."
She raised an eyebrow in surprise.
The next second.
A warm little body pressed against her. Unaccustomed to this, Su Ning shifted a bit to the side... She gave a warning glance, paused for a moment, and yet the little figure persistently pressed closer again.
Chrissy's beautiful big eyes looked back at her with a hint of confusion, as if to say: We are on the same side.
"..."
Forget it, kids are just troublesome.
The others were surprised for a second, and then they all burst into laughter. Someone even laughed and said:
"Oh, what a naive and cute little girl."
No one took her words seriously.
Chrissy frowned. She didn't throw a childish tantrum but simply said earnestly:
"There is no such plan at all. Dad, oh, Uncle has been sick for a long time. During this time, he came to see me once and said a lot of things..." Most of it was teaching her how to live well. Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, leaned a bit closer to Su Ning, and continued:
"So I know he didn't have the energy to think about this at all!"
She then looked at Antonio and spoke bluntly:
"You should know this better than anyone, so... you are lying."
The laughter died down significantly.
"Ding, detected that the host is wealthy but unkind, level-one plot character Antonio..."
Su Ning, who was watching the show: ???
What did that mean? For someone who only ever made others take the blame and never took it herself, her mind was full of doubts.
"Su Ning, I never thought you would be so shameless as to use a child," Antonio's eyes were extremely resentful. Chrissy's words had stung the most hidden part of his heart. Before guilt could surge up, he suppressed it with anger.
He began to accuse her loudly.
Good heavens.
With this, Su Ning became rebellious instead. She raised an eyebrow arrogantly:
"That requires it to actually be effective. You are so agitated right now, doesn't that just mean Chrissy is telling the truth? You really are Fernand's good son. Your family is truly a perfect family with loving parents and filial children."
Naked sarcasm.
Loving parents?
There was no official status at all, so how could they be called husband and wife? Not to mention, after one died, the other immediately turned around and sold the burial items, and the one who made vows of eternal love while alive actually had another child who could run and jump.
As for a filial son.
Whether the father was loving was debatable, but this filial son truly made people roar with laughter.
Antonio's face turned blue and white. He turned to look at Chrissy.
Forcing a smile, he said softly:
"Your name is Chrissy, right? What a lovely name. You are still young and don't understand some things. Bloodline is a very important thing. I am your brother, and you and I are family. Please don't be deceived by Su Ning's sweet words."
They were not family at all.
Chrissy coldly retorted in her heart. When she heard him talking to himself about letting his mother adopt her, she couldn't hold back anymore.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"Perhaps, you should know one thing." She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said in a crisp voice:
"Stupidity doesn't flow with blood."
His stupidity didn't mean she was stupid.
"Hahahahaha." Despite the blame piling up on her, Su Ning laughed as she listened to the rapid reward notifications. She gave the little girl an appreciative look, suddenly remembering Zhenzhu back in the country. Their appearances were different, but they were somewhat similar.
She just said it casually.
But she didn't see Chrissy puff out her cheeks and immediately retort in a small voice:
"I am me."
Su Ning didn't hear this sentence because the major shareholder impatiently knocked on the table, bang bang bang. "This boring farce should end."
He looked at Su Ning with an extremely mocking tone:
"You don't think you can gloss over this matter with just a few words from a child, do you? The minority submits to the majority. The result is already out. The contract, whether you admit it or not, must be fulfilled!"
After speaking, he shook his head and sighed disdainfully.
"Women are all like this, thinking they can decide everything by crying and using little tricks."
The others also regrouped. Although they felt a bit deflated after being repeatedly interrupted, they still worked very hard.
One word from you, one word from me.
They tried their best to belittle Su Ning into the dirt. Antonio proudly pushed the contract over, cleared his throat, and was about to tell her to be sensible and sign it.
Otherwise, once her shares were diluted, they would work together to kick her out of the board of directors.
Making her an existence that only took dividends.
"You'd better... wait!"
Antonio's eyes widened. "What, what are you doing?"
"Are you blind? Signing."
The valuable gold pen tip left smooth ink marks. Su Ning sighed, it really was a good item, and then casually tossed the fountain pen aside.
Clack.
The sound awakened the stunned crowd. No one expected that the difficult Su Ning would sign so easily, especially Antonio, who was filled with mixed feelings, as if he had fallen into a wonderful dream.
He snatched the contract over.
The wet ink on the paper seemed to flow under the light.
She really signed it!
"Are you happy?"
He subconsciously nodded, and only then realized it was Su Ning speaking. Because he had suffered so many losses at her hands, for some reason his heart beat faster and faster. No, this time was different from before.
Thinking of what he held in his hands.
Antonio's breathing slowly calmed down, and then he heard—
"What a coincidence, I am also very happy."
Su Ning smiled, resting her chin on her crossed hands, looking at those shareholders and executives with great interest. "I was originally thinking about what method I could use to clear out you annoying pieces of trash, and now, the solution has automatically jumped in front of me."
The contract couldn't possibly only restrict her.
It also restricted others.
Just in case, Su Ning had ruthlessly used the designated opportunities from the mall, exchanging them all for ships. The total value added up wasn't much.
Well, just about the entire net worth of everyone present.
Hopefully, they could come up with the money corresponding to their shares so their equity wouldn't be diluted.
"What do you mean?"
Someone asked.
"It means, I also have ships." Su Ning answered his doubt in a brisk tone. With every word she said, a reward notification sounded in her mind. It had to be said, this soundtrack was full of the smell of money.
Dead silence.
Suffocating dead silence.
"Impossible, you are lying, right? The Faust family's ships are all in my hands. You can't get that many ships that meet the requirements."
While the others were still doubting and weighing the situation, only Antonio looked crazy.
Countless scenes of defeat flashed through his mind, giving him unparalleled pressure. "You are lying, you must be lying. Tell me, right!"
He tried to walk to Su Ning's side.
But accidentally fell.
Supporting himself with his hands on the ground, he looked up and stared intently at Su Ning. There was madness, hope, and pleading in his eyes, as if his neck was strangled by invisible chains.
The chain was held at the end of his gaze, where the young Eastern woman in the main seat smiled casually, tilted her head, and said to him:
"Guess?"
