Chapter 34: Mom, I Want to Join the Show (1)

Director Tang was stunned by Yan Yueqing’s boldness.

After pondering for a moment, he said, 「Yueqing, with such a massive investment, your plan could work. But do you realize that just to acquire 20% of the shares, I’ve already spent nearly 200 million yuan, almost betting my entire life’s savings?」

Thinking about the mere 3 million yuan left in his account, Director Tang felt helpless.

“200 million, huh?” Yan Yueqing calculated quickly.

Director Tang continued, 「To gain actual control of the company, you need to hold one-third of the shares. For absolute control, you need over 67%. Even if I transfer my 20% to you, you’d still need to acquire another 47%… It’s not realistic to do it all in one go.」

If 20% cost 200 million, wouldn’t 47% require another 400-500 million?

Yan Yueqing quickly replied, 「How about I invest 800 million?」

Even though it was written in Chinese characters, not Arabic numerals, Director Tang froze, staring at Yan Yueqing’s message in shock.

800 million?

Not 800 thousand, not 8 million, but… 800 million?

「Director Tang, I’m not very good at handling stock transactions. Can I just transfer the money to you directly, like last time?」Yan Yueqing asked politely. 「After purchasing the shares, please register them all under my son’s name.」

For a moment, Director Tang thought he was hallucinating!

There was no problem with her buying shares or transferring them to her son’s name.

But transferring 800 million directly to him????

Was this real?

Were they that close?

No, wasn’t she afraid of being scammed?

「Yueqing, this is a huge amount of money… Are you sure you trust me that much?」 Director Tang struggled to ask.

Yan Yueqing quickly replied, 「Director Tang, your reputation for integrity in the industry is well-known. I’m not worried about such a small sum! I have complete confidence in you.」

Director Tang: …

A small sum?

That’s 800 million!

Of course he cared; he really cared!

And if she could casually produce 800 million, why endure so many years of hardship in the company? Couldn’t she have turned things around sooner? He couldn’t understand it, just couldn’t.

Before he could say anything, a text message arrived on his phone.

「Your Industrial and Commercial Bank account ending in 2653 has received: 800,000,000 yuan. Current balance: 803,650,000 yuan.」

Director Tang nearly dropped his phone in shock.

What the… She actually transferred it?

Also, what kind of card doesn’t have a limit?!

Immediately, another WeChat message from Yan Yueqing followed: 「I’ve transferred the money. Director Tang, please check and I’ll send you my son’s information shortly. I’ll leave everything to you.」

She added a slightly embarrassed emoji.

If the previous 20 million investment in Tang Tang had broadened his horizons, then this bold move had thoroughly shocked him.

Indeed, when parents love their children, they can’t help but present them with the best.

When she spent money on Tang Tang, he wondered why Yan Yueqing didn’t spend it on her own son.

Now he understood! 20 million wasn’t even on her radar!

When it comes to her son, she deals in hundred millions!

So extravagant!

Looking at the balance in his bank account, Director Tang felt full of confidence.

Next, zhongxie media would be renamed!

After transferring the money to Director Tang, Yan Yueqing organized the medical reports and entered the hospital room.

Yan Wang sat at the head of the bed, calmly scrolling through short videos.

His tense little face showed no emotion.

Yan Yueqing sat beside him, her eyes gentle and loving: “I spoke with the doctor today and confirmed that you can be discharged. Tomorrow, I plan to find a place in C city for us to stay, and then I’ll come back to arrange your discharge. How does that sound?”

Yan Wang’s fingers trembled slightly. He controlled his emotions before looking up.

His bright, clear eyes, like grapes, held a strange stubbornness.

Yan Yueqing understood immediately. “You want to go with Mommy to look at houses, don’t you?”

Yan Wang nodded slightly.

Yan Yueqing thought for a moment: “That’s fine. After all, it’s the place we’ll be living in together, so it’s important that my son is happy with it! Let’s go together in the morning.”

Whether it was the word “together” or “my son” that moved Yan Wang was unclear.

The frail, sickly child suddenly showed a glimmer of vitality.

On his delicate little face, the corners of his mouth turned up rather stiffly, as if he were very happy.

The next day.

Yan Yueqing took her son out early.

The little guy wore a custom-made outfit sent by Old Master Yan last month, looking incredibly handsome.

Having spent much of his time in bed during hospitalization, Yan Wang’s face paled after walking a few steps.

Yan Yueqing, eager to be close to her son, got his consent and carried him.

The two of them, both strikingly good-looking, attracted numerous admiring glances as they walked down the busy street.

“Wow, what a beautiful mother and son.”

“Genes really are inherited. The little boy is just too beautiful!”

“He looks so handsome even with a straight face; imagine if he smiled?”

“Hey, that woman looks familiar. Where have I seen her before?”

By the time passersby remembered who this woman was, Yan Yueqing had already carried her son far away.

For Yan Wang, this was his first time out on the street.

His small, delicate hand rested seemingly casually on his mother’s shoulder, but in reality, he was so nervous his little back was straight as a board.

His clear, aloof eyes appeared calm, but beneath the surface, they hid unease and fear.

Yan Yueqing said nothing, gently patting her son’s back: “It’s okay, Mommy’s here.”

Those words were like a spring breeze melting a frozen lake, bringing a hint of warmth.

Unconsciously, Yan Wang wrapped his arms around Yan Yueqing’s neck, his body softly leaning into her.

Like a little koala seeking shelter from a big tree, soft and adorable.

Passing by a children’s clothing store, Yan Wang suddenly looked up.

Yan Yueqing stopped, following her son’s gaze: “Do you want to buy clothes, baobao? Shall we go in and take a look?”

Yan Wang didn’t refuse.

As they entered, a sales assistant enthusiastically greeted them: “Welcome! Wow, what a beautiful mom and baby! How old is the little one? He’s so adorable!”

Sales assistants in children’s stores tend to be quite friendly and skilled at interacting with children.

However, Yan Wang was clearly different from other children.

He glanced indifferently at the sales assistant, then turned his gaze back to his mother.

Unfazed by the awkwardness, the sales assistant said: “Haha, the little one is shy.”

Yan Yueqing nodded: “Yes, a bit.”

“Being shy is good! Shy babies always stick close to their moms!” the sales assistant said cheerfully. “When he grows up, he’ll definitely be a filial and considerate good boy!”

Yan Wang silently retorted: He wasn’t clingy at all!

As if to prove his independence, Yan Wang signaled his mom to put him down, then started browsing the store in a serious manner.

The sales assistant was utterly charmed by his cuteness, covering her face and saying: “Oh, ma’am, your son is just too adorable! If my little monkey were half as cute as yours, I wouldn’t be fuming with anger every day.”

With both being mothers, the two women easily struck up a conversation.

Meanwhile, Yan Wang stopped in front of the parent-child matching outfits displayed in the window.