The Woman who Became the “Male” God

He Lin returned to China, and An Xian immediately contacted Segleer and several people to come to Si Youshan to discuss cooperation matters.

Prior to this, Anxian received a contract drafted by Baihou Chu and divided it into proportions based on the funds invested by several people. She expects to invest 3000W, which can account for about 3%, but the proportion allocated to her in the contract is 30%.

An Xian was surprised and asked Bai Houchu how to calculate.

Bai Houchu replied: "You own 100% of the mining rights. If it is publicly auctioned, the value is at least 1.2 billion, and the conversion ratio can account for 30%. If you only count your investment of 3000W, you can take at most 1%. ."

leisurely:"……"

It seems that her previous estimate was too optimistic, and she thought she could have a 5%.

What An Xian didn't expect was that Ming Xiu had transferred all the mining rights to her free of charge without saying a word. She had always thought that she had only obtained part of the mining rights.

The spar vein is estimated to be worth 50 billion. Although the final profit depends on the proportion of high-quality spar, it may not meet expectations, but it is absolutely stable and not lost. The only difference is whether it is a small profit or a big profit.

Anxian really needs spar, but it is not enough to embezzle others' wealth with ease.

She dialed the number of Meditation: "Why did you transfer all the mining rights to me?"

Meditation's voice did not fluctuate: "I just like treasure hunting, and I don't care about money."

"This is not a small sum." He was embarrassed to give away a mineral vein worth 50 billion, but she was embarrassed to accept it.

Mingxiu: "Quit as a thank you gift."

"Thanks?" An Xian was puzzled.

"The powerful healing potions you gave me helped me a lot." Had it not been for that set of healing potions, he would have died long ago. It's worth changing a vein for a life.

An Xian was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you still in the Dukma Mountain area?"

"Um."

"I will go to you with other partners in a few days, and then I will determine the specific cooperation matters."

"I'm leaving this afternoon." Ming Xiu said lightly, "The mining rights have been handed over to you, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

An Xian didn't appreciate his chicness at all: "You can go, hire an attorney."

Meditation paused, and said, "Then let you act as your agent."

After speaking, he hung up with a beep.

An Xian stared at the communicator, speechless for a long while.

After thinking about it for a moment, An Xian made a decision. From now on, the profit she earns from mining veins will be divided into two to eighty percent for Mingxiu. She only needs to buy rough stones.

At more than nine o'clock, Seglell and others came to Anxian's small building one after another.

In addition to Baihouchu, Baihou's family also has his grandfather Baihouduan, and Ji Jingze is with his second sister Ji Shu.

An Xian made scented tea for them, and a few people sat in the flower hall, chatting leisurely.

But for a long time, there was a lion guard's cry outside the door, and An Xian got up to open the door.

He Lin got out of the car, took off the privacy glasses, glanced here, and then strode towards her.

"I'm back." He Lin stretched out his hand to hug Anxian, with joy and relaxation in his voice.

He didn't go too far, just gave it a hug and let go.

"Come in." An Xian greeted He Lin and Feituo afterwards into the room.

Everyone in the living room stopped talking and stood up one after another, all eyes fell on He Lin who was beside An Xian.

He Lin wears a black formal suit, with a white shirt and black waistcoat. The fine tailoring outlines slender and straight lines. His black hair is neatly combed, and his eyes are deep. There is a kind of intricate expression between his gestures and feet. Ignored the aura.

The spacious living room seemed a bit cramped because of his arrival.

"Mr. He, welcome back to China." Bai Houduan said first, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

"Thank you." He Lin's gaze flicked over everyone, and he said lightly, "Sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

I don’t know if it’s because of too much entertainment recently. When He Lin faced everyone, he unconsciously cut into the formulaic mode. There was a polite estrangement between the words, and his manners and demeanors showed the prestige that has been in a high position for a long time.

Under his gaze, everyone present felt a little bit of pressure.

"Don't stand, everyone. Sit down." An Xian didn't notice, greeted everyone to take a seat, and made a cup of scented tea for He Lin.

He Lin took off his jacket and handed it to Feituo, sitting next to An Xian, holding up the tea cup, smelling the familiar fragrance, and frowning his brows slowly unfolding.

On the three-meter-long sofa, he happened to be next to him, and the pillows between the two were thrown aside by him.

All the people participating in this cooperation are here, and Anxian is not talking nonsense, click on the screen and send the relevant electronic documents to them, and they will discuss and decide.

Anxian is not good at this aspect and rarely expresses his opinions. All of her friends were present. There was no doubt about her character, and she wouldn't do anything about the contract. When they discussed the result, she only had to sign a word.

Bai Houduan brought a lawyer to amend and improve the terms. After more than two hours of discussion, the final decision was Anxian 35%, He Rin 33%, Baihouduan 10%, Segleer 7%, Ji Jingze 5%, and the remaining 10% belonged to ZF. This ratio can be changed according to personal circumstances, but private transfer or sale is not allowed.

He Lin helped her fight for the 5% of Anxian’s extra money. He voluntarily gave up the profit. What else could they say?

The next step is to send someone to visit the site, and after confirming that it is correct, the contract can be formally signed.

Several people had lunch in the small building, and did not stay much longer, and left one after another. In the end, only He Lin was left. His aura is too strong, and no one else wants to talk to him about life.

He Lin went back to the room and took a shower, put on a set of comfortable home clothes, stepped on a pair of fluffy slippers, walked out of the room slowly, the high-cold temperament that was thousands of miles away disappeared instantly, and replaced it. It is a kind of warm male style of IKEA and suitable for the room.

Fractalist has become accustomed to it, sticking his eyes to the inconspicuous corner without squinting, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

He Lin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the busy people in the flower field silently through the glass, and did not look away until dusk.

"Hey Lord, are you going back to the city tomorrow?" After receiving the urging from the above, Fractalist had to come to ask for instructions.

He Lin didn't say a word, and it took a long time before he replied, "Yes."

An Xian walked into the small building and threw a fruit at He Lin: "Next, taste the fruit I planted."

After speaking, he handed another one to Fractalist.

Feituo took a bite and praised: "It tastes good."

An Xian smiled, put the fruit bowl in his hand on the coffee table, and then walked upstairs.

He Lin stepped behind her.

"Something?" An Xian stopped and looked back at him.

He Lin stood on the stairs, raised his head slightly, and looked at An Xian, who was slightly higher than him: "Continue to help me explore my brain at night, right?"

"Well, look for me after dinner." After leaving this sentence, An Xian turned and left.

He Lin did not continue to follow, watching him enter the room, closed the door, and then leaned against the stairs, casually gnawing the fruit on his hand.

At this moment, the lion guard's roar suddenly came from outside the door, and He Lin's face became dark, and he motioned Feituo to go out and take a look.

As soon as Feituo walked to the door, he heard a few exclamations. He was vigilant and habitually entered a state of preparation. He opened the door a gap, and through the gap, he saw three people standing outside the yard, two men and one woman, men. All of them are in their 40s, and the females are about 60 or 70 years old. Judging from the clothing and the brand of the vehicle they drive, they should be of pretty good origin.

"Roy, are you there?" the head woman shouted, "I am your grandmother. I came to see you here today."

Roy's grandmother?

Fractalist remembered that he had a relationship before, as if he was called "Manila". Last time he was about to come to confess his relatives, but he was thrown out directly by Roy because of his rudeness.

"Heye, look..." The other party is Roy's relatives, and Fractalist can't make the decision.

He Lin didn't answer, but turned his head and looked upstairs. In the next second, An Xian's figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

"Roy, it was grandma's fault last time, grandma came here to apologize to you specially today." Manila's voice came from outside the door, "It's up to you whether you want to go home or not. Forgive grandma?"

An Xian was puzzled. When she threw her out last time, not only did she not hold grudges, but instead apologized?

"Do you need me to drive her away?" He Lin asked.

Anxian thought for a moment, and said: "You and Fractalist will avoid it first. I want to see what she wants to do."

He Lin nodded and took Feituo into the flower hall next door.

"Lion guard." An Xian shouted to the lion guard who was blocking the entrance of the yard.

The Lion Guard glared threateningly at Manila, then ran back to An Xian.

Manila patted her chest, smiled on her face, and walked in cautiously.

An Xian let them into the house, leaned against the open door, and looked at several people with scrutiny eyes.

Manila turned around in the living room like a master, and then said to Ann leisurely: "Don't stand in the doorway, come and sit down, let's have a good chat."

"You said, I'm listening." An Xian didn't move.

The anger flashed in Manila's eyes, and then forced it down, pointing at the two men around him and said: "This is your grandpa and brother-in-law. They are well-known in the business world and have a lot of assets in their hands."

"Hello, Roy, I've heard of your name a long time ago, but I was worried about disturbing your life, so I never came to see you." The uncle was slightly fat, but he was not low, and he was very big.

My brother-in-law is tall and thin, with slender eyes, and a shrewd look. When he smiles, he gives a sense of calculation: "Roy, what was unpleasant before, I hope you don't take it to heart. My family welcomes you. "

An Xian sighed secretly, feeling a little disappointed, thinking they would do something big?

Listening to what Manila said, "Small famous in the business world", she probably guessed their purpose of coming here today. To be able to let them put down their bodies, come to curry favor with their own unjustified "wild species", and don't do what they want except for benefits.

Sure enough, after a bit of greeting, Manila finally got to the point: "Roy, I heard you found a spar vein?"

"Yeah." An Xian replied lazily, thinking about what posture should be used to throw them out this time.

"Mining is not a trivial matter, I'm afraid you can't eat it alone. Such a huge profit, you can't worry about it when you give it to outsiders." Manila said in a polite and seductive tone, "I know you invited Segler, although He is your cousin, but after all, he is not a native of the country and cannot invest too much money. But you still have us, we are your family, and you will definitely not suffer."

"Don't let me suffer?"

"Yes, we will let you get the most profit." Manila vowed.

"Really? That's a pity, I actually like to suffer a lot." An Xian said calmly, "I will be embarrassed if you don't let me suffer."

Manila & two uncles: "..."

Madan, are you mentally retarded?

An Xian looked at them, and they also looked at An Xian.

Looking at each other for a moment, An Xian asked, "Are you still doing anything?"

Manila woke up from the confusion, and hurriedly said: "I hope you can cooperate with us in mining matters. We will definitely...will make you suffer."

Two uncles: "..." My sister, can you talk? !

"Ah," the uncle remedied, "Your grandmother means that it will definitely satisfy you."

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant." Manila was obviously aware of his slip of the tongue, and he continued.

An Xian doesn't want to break with them anymore, her pollen is still waiting for her to molest.

"Sorry, I already have a partner, please come back."

"Who else besides Segler?" Manila asked with an unhappy face.

"It has nothing to do with you." An Xian opened the door with his feet, indicating that they can leave.

Manila said coldly: "Roy, I know you have a very close relationship with He Lin, but without the blessing of the family, do you think you can beat the big man with hands and eyes? Don't think He Lin likes you, he is The heir to the He family will certainly marry a well-to-do wife in the future. You are just his plaything. When he gets tired of playing, he will soon be abandoned by him. Who else can you rely on?

Before the words were finished, a fierce breath rushed towards her face, and Manila's eyes went dark, and she fell on the sofa, panting violently while clutching her chest, her face full of horror and pain.

An Xian is indifferent: I am ashamed to say that she is stupid...