The company's listing is a foregone conclusion, and Huo Zhiyan's net worth is about to skyrocket.
But if he wants to become the legitimate heir of the Huo family, he still lacks one condition - marriage.
After half a month of rest, the injury on my right hand has recovered a lot. Although I can't move freely yet, it's no problem to take a photo with a red background and stop by the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The matter of finding someone to marry...
As early as a year ago, he had already started looking for candidates.
Several aristocratic families in Yongcheng had women of marriageable age, but they all scorned his birth.
No one thinks highly of him, the illegitimate son who was marginalized by the Huo family.
The only exception was Lin Miao, the youngest daughter of the Lin family. Not only did she agree to marry Huo Zhiyan, she also promised to include part of the Lin family's equity in her dowry.
As a third-tier female star without any representative works, Lin Miao had all the resources provided to her by the Lin family who spent a lot of money.
He needs acting skills but not acting skills, and he needs strength but not strength. He is one of the many vase in domestic entertainment.
He was not surprised that such a woman was willing to accept Huo Zhiyan's olive branch.
What the vase needs is traffic, and the love and hatred between the abandoned son of a wealthy family is unprecedentedly popular no matter what era it is placed in.
It makes sense that the two of them each get what they need.
Therefore, Lin Miao's public relations team would release some ambiguous tidbits from time to time.
One moment, I was holding the hand of a wealthy young man and traveling abroad.
After a while, I secretly showed off the same ring.
But even if his face is not shown, it is never revealed who the man is, leaving endless space for fans to imagine.
The popularity of Chaohua remains high, and everyone is guessing who Lin Miao is climbing onto.
Relying on this popularity, Lin Miao's team has been reluctant to accept variety shows. Even if they don't have any works, they can still gain a foothold in the entertainment industry with so many beauties.
Perhaps because the traffic came too easily, Lin Miao gradually began to ignore Huo Zhiyan's verbal agreement and speculated on the non-existent CP, but the other party retorted.
"Boss, do you still need to contact Miss Lin?" Li Jiu asked tentatively, holding a stack of documents.
Today, it was originally agreed that Huo Zhiyan and Lin Miao would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities, but the call never came through since he had a car accident.
Li Jiu went to her agent and received an ambiguous answer.
When I went back in the morning, my agent directly told me that Lin Miao was filming abroad and would not be able to return to China in a short time.
Breaking an appointment openly.
Huo Zhiyan's hand holding the signature pen paused, and he quickly lowered his eyes and made a new decision: "You inform Lin Miao that the verbal agreement between me and her is void."
Li Jiu's face fell: "But the master, the master, and the board of directors all know the news that you are about to get married. If you cancel it at this time, I'm afraid you will be questioned..."
Huo Zhiyan took a deep breath and moved his eyes slightly: "I know."
After speaking, he turned over the document in his hand and began to draft a new agreement in the blank space behind it.
Five minutes later, he handed over the handwritten agreement: "According to this idea, draw up a formal contract, in duplicate, and bring it to me before dark."
Li Jiu took the handwritten document and his pupils suddenly shrank, but he was only stunned for a moment and quickly responded.
At six o'clock, the contract with a private seal was delivered to Lu Anzhi's home.
Huo Zhiyan took a cursory look, signed his name, and then handled his work while waiting for someone to go home.
Who would have thought that this wait would last until midnight.
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"I can make an appointment with the best neurosurgery expert in the country for you, but the premise is that you must agree to one condition."
Hearing this, Lu An was stunned.
She put down her bag and sat across from the man suspiciously: "How did you know I was making an appointment with an expert?"
At this moment, her mood was extremely complicated. She was not curious or happy, but more of a panic after thinking about it.
She clearly didn't reveal anything about this man.
He didn't even tell him where he went after get off work every day.
how come……
Huo Zhiyan closed the computer, supported his knees with one hand, stood up neatly and handsomely, and did not mention the contract for the time being.
"Not only do I know that your father is hospitalized, but I also know that you owe a lot of money to your name."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Anzhi's back felt even colder.
The man didn't take it seriously and continued: "Those debts were left by your father. Now that he has lost his capacity for civil conduct, you can only fulfill them. I am right."
Lu Anzhi looked at him without saying a word and replied almost mechanically: "That's right."
"What a pity!" Huo Zhiyan changed his expression: "You still underestimate the power of capital. You can't pay back the interest alone on a loan worth millions."
These words were like a thorn that directly penetrated the most painful place in Lu Anzhi's heart.
He was right. Although the bank's interest rate was not as outrageous as the loan sharks outside, the base amount was too high. She worked hard every month and couldn't even pay back the interest.
Although the business of the car repair shop is good, on one side there is interest and on the other side my father is in the hospital.
She has been calculating every minute and every second for the past three years about how to save money, how to make money, and whether she can do one more job.
Although she knew that if her father could not get off the operating table, some debts would be carried into the coffin with him, but there were still a large number of business loans that she had to bear in a legal sense.
For so many years, in addition to her father's illness, debt was another knife hanging over her head.
It made her breathless.
Every time my sister-in-law came to see her, she would cry as she talked, saying that her life was miserable. Her mother had given her an incomplete life, and her father had given her a debt that she could never repay in her lifetime.
She obviously graduated from a prestigious university and is so beautiful. She deserves to have a bright future instead of being trapped in a dirty auto repair shop all day long.
Lu Anzhi's expression turned serious after someone poked him in the sore spot: "What exactly do you want to express? Are you showing off your superiority in front of me?"
She raised her eyes and met Huo Zhiyan's eyes as silent as an ancient well.
He said: "You misunderstood, I just want to provide you with a solution to the problem."
At this moment, Lu Anzhi put away all his wanton publicity and said hoarsely: "What can I do?"
Before answering this question, Huo Zhiyan told her a story.
"Twenty-eight years ago, a woman was abused by her adoptive father's eldest son while drunk, and then gave birth to a boy. Out of guilt, the adoptive father protected the mother and son until the child was eight years old. In order to give her son an upright life, the woman His identity was designed to commit suicide by jumping into the sea."
Speaking of this, he pointed to himself: "I am that child."
Lu Anzhi was stunned.
Huo Zhiyan's words were restrained, but he spoke loudly: "I want to get back everything that belongs to me. Before that, I need a wife in name only."
After that, he handed over the contract.
"This is a marriage contract. You just need to sign it, and I will arrange the best doctor for your father right away."
"The contract is terminated after one year. If you have not violated the contract, you can still get 10 million compensation, which is enough for you to pay off all your debts and still live a good life."
Lu Anzhi froze on the spot and reached out to take the document hanging in the air.
The light pieces of paper seemed as heavy as a mountain.
After a while he asked: "Why me?"
