In the villa on the top of Yunshan, the magnificence and magnificence are not enough to describe the luxury of this house. Cultural relics and antiques can be seen everywhere, and famous Chinese and foreign paintings are displayed. Such luxury is probably even a piece of ceramic tiles on the ground is enough for Qin Ming's monthly salary.

When Qin Ming was thinking about it, he came to the study room in a very simple style, with a row of bookcases and a row of prey head specimens, passing over the flower arrangement of the round table in front of him, and sitting at the other end, like a candle in the wind.

The old man was leaning on the chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Behind the old man were many bodyguards in black and a young and beautiful female secretary.

Qin Ming frowned and said, "Who is this person? Why do you look familiar?"

Suddenly, the old man Wu opened his mouth and said, "Qin Ming, you are still doing so miserable. Why? Have you forgotten me?"

Suddenly, Qin Ming recalled two years ago, when he was delivering takeout on a rainy day, he saved a man who committed suicide. After careful identification, wasn’t it just the old man in front of him?

It was a freshman summer vacation. Qin Ming took care of the man in the hospital for a while in accordance with the principle of saving people to the end and sending Buddha to the West.

"Ah! I remember it, it's you." Qin Ming suddenly stood up and pointed at the other party and said, "I had a terminal illness two years ago and drove a Rolls-Royce to commit suicide by the river. Your name is Chang, Chang Hongxi, right?"

"Haha, that's me." Chang Hongxi smiled comfortingly: "We're meeting again."

Qin Ming walked closer and took a look and said, "No, uncle, why are you so old? Are you only fifty years old? You are almost seventy years old."

Chang Hongxi said casually: "It's just the side effects of cancer chemotherapy. No matter how capable I am, it can't stand birth, old age, sickness and death."

Qin Ming's face darkened. He didn't know how to comfort a person who was tortured by the disease.

Chang Hongxi said: "I don't have time, boy, I promise you that I will repay you. Today is the time for me to repay you. Once this document is signed, you will have everything for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young and beautiful female secretary behind him took out an inheritance agreement and handed it to Qin Ming.

"Ah? Inheriting the inheritance?" Qin Ming felt that it was not very real, it was like a dream.

He said incomprehensiblely: "Are you serious? Even if your wife cheats on you and you are still terminally ill. I don't have to give me all the inheritance, right? Don't you have a few children?"

Chang Hongxi suddenly shook her body excitedly and said dullly: "Neither the three sons and two daughters belong to me, nor are they my species..."

Qin Ming was silent. You old man is really unlucky. You didn't realize that your head was green until you were old.

Chang Hongxi continued: "It took me two years to secretly take back all the things they took from me. Unfortunately, my death is approaching, and someone must take over the huge corporate empire I have captured. I still owe you a favor. If you want, everything I have to do will be inherited by you. If you don't want to, you can leave with some money."

Suddenly, a sudden fortune from the sky was even better than winning the first prize in the sports lottery, just because of a kind act of saving people two years ago.

But Qin Ming was not stupid. He inherited Chang Hongxi's wealth and also inherited his enemies and troubles. These days, there are many people who hate the rich.

However, Qin Ming did not hesitate, so he would not be pretentious. He needed money. With money, his family could live a good life. With money, he would not be underestimated. With money, he would no longer be a pile of mud underground, and he would no longer be a stinky loser.

Qin Ming signed his name and pressed his thumbprint.

Chang Hongxi said to the female secretary who was cleaning up the inheritance agreement: "Song Ying, Qin Ming will be your young master in the future."

Song Ying looked at Qin Ming seriously and bowed devoutly: "Young Master, Song Ying, from this moment on, you will become your most loyal personal secretary."

Qin Ming hurriedly said, "Hey? My secretary? Song Ying is right. Actually, I... I am just an ordinary college student, so I will ask you to take care of you in the future."

Song Ying smiled slightly and said politely: "Yes, the young master's character is really humble."

At this time, Chang Hongxi stretched out his hand, as if he was greeting Qin Ming. Qin Ming was grateful and quickly walked forward, half-squatted beside the chair, looking up at the man who gave him unknown amount of wealth.

Chang Hongxi gently stroked Qin Ming's head and said, "Remember, my name is Chang Hongxi, an overseas Chinese. Two years ago, I was willing to fall into depravity for the month. Thanks to your careful care, I was rejuvenated. I, Chang Hongxi, was a hero in life and a hero in death. I can be defeated and never be defeated. You and I have never known each other. I will give you everything I have. One is to repay my kindness, and the other is... I am very lonely. There is no one close to me, or even a friend. You have inherited everything about me and hope you will not follow my old path."

Qin Ming's heart was moved, quite touched. Chang Hongxi was even more miserable than the emperors in ancient times. Not only did he say that a single person was still green.

His nose suddenly became sore, and he felt a little sympathetic to the old man with a green head. He responded and said, "I understand, adoptive father."

Chang Hongxi suddenly grinned and said, "I'm sweet-mouthed. However, the doctor said, I should be able to hold on for half a year. Since you have signed the agreement, you will have half a year to be familiar with the inheritance you want to inherit. If you don't know, Song Ying will tell you that I will rush to the UK tonight to hold an important meeting and send me to the apron."

Qin Ming responded, since he called his adoptive father, he had to fulfill his responsibilities as an adopted son. He pushed his wheelchair to the helicopter outside the villa manor.

After seeing off Chang Hongxi, Qin Ming returned to the magnificent villa, touched Van Gogh's famous paintings, hugged the porcelain unearthed from the Ming Dynasty, and finally threw himself on the soft sofa of rhinoceros leather, looking at the crystal chandelier of the same style as the British royal family on the ceiling. That was so cool, it was the first time in my life that I enjoyed it like this.

However, Qin Ming was actually a little confused and asked, "Song Ying, tell me that all this is true."

Song Ying put his hands below his abdomen, bowed slightly, and said, "Yes, young master, you have inherited all the property of the young master, everything here is yours."

Qin Ming turned around in confusion and asked, "Song Ying, are you also part of the property? Shouldn't it be a relationship between superiors and subordinates these days? Did you sign a contract for selling your body?"

Song Ying said respectfully: "It means literally. Song Ying is the personal secretary selected by the master for the young master. For this reason, Song Ying was selected from the training camp and trained for two additional years."

Qin Ming's heart moved, what was selected from the training camp?

Qin Ming looked at such a young and beautiful female secretary, tall, curvy, and looked so beautiful that she was so powerful that she was so powerful that she was Li Meng.

Qin Ming was amazed for two seconds, and his expression returned to his senses. He thought to himself: "Although he is wearing professional clothes, he is more charming and is indeed beautiful. However, he is impolite to keep staring at other people's bodies. I have to keep restrained and not be too rustic."

The beautiful female secretary was also a little surprised. She had met many powerful people, and most of them couldn't take their eyes off when they saw her stunning beauty. The young man in front of her, who was in her early twenties, was just a little surprised by her. With such determination, she immediately developed a lot of affection for Qin Ming.

I think Qin Ming is different from other men.

Qin Ming looked at Song Ying and thought to himself that if he took Song Ying back and appeared in front of Li Meng, with Song Ying's beauty, that scene would be enough for her to be jealous and crazy?

But he felt that doing that was too useless. He had become a super-monopoly, and he still had to do the low-level slap in urban novels?

But when Qin Ming thought that his two-year relationship had been betrayed, he always felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing the depression on Qin Ming's face, Song Ying said curiously: "Young Master, what's wrong with you? Can Song Ying help me?"

Qin Ming shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, but at noon today, my girlfriend ran away with a rich man, and I was angry."

Song Ying asked incomprehensiblely: "The young master is already rich enough to rival a country. What woman can't get it? As long as you know that the young master shows his current identity and value, the other party will definitely re-enter the young master's arms."

Qin Ming smiled indifferently: "I don't want to end up with the same result as my adoptive father. Song Ying, do you know what love is?"

Song Ying's pretty face turned red and replied, "Making...love? It means men and women take off their clothes and combine them together."

"..." Qin Ming looked dark. Does this young female secretary lack some basic common sense?

He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's all over. Don't think about these useless things. By the way, Song Ying, how much does it cost to inherit my adopted father?"

When Song Ying heard that she was asking about business, she immediately took a tablet from the car and flipped through the report and said, "I'm very sorry, because there are some foreign businesses, the administrative staff there have not submitted information to me, so they cannot be fully integrated. But among the information I have, the small and small companies that China is making profits in the last quarter have a net profit of about 34.5 billion US dollars. For the total assets, due to insufficient information, it is still impossible to count them clearly."

Qin Ming exclaimed: "That's all in one quarter?"

Song Ying smiled and said, "Yes, you are so rich, Master."

Qin Ming joked: "Song Ying, I have so much money. Do you think I still want to continue to go back to college?"

Song Ying tilted his head and said, "Young Master, if you don't eat, you will be hungry, if you don't study, you will be foolish. The young master has a humble character and should become a wise person."

Qin Ming's heart moved. The female secretary felt that it was not simple. These words came straight into his heart.

Yes, what's wrong with having money? He has to study and live a life of nothing. He is very clear about the principle that only by improving one's own abilities can he protect the mountains of gold and silver.

Qin Ming clenched his fist: "Okay, in order to forget the broken heart as soon as possible, I have to work hard. Okay, Song Ying, take me back to school. Oh, by the way, transfer 500,000 yuan to my card."
Chapter completed!