Lin Han was surprised: "Who dares to design your Zi family? You just let those prodigal sons export their shares?"

Zi Xingran shook her head, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes: "Although our Jingu Arena has a noble status on the mainland, it is not the only one. Those who can hang out with those prodigal sons have some background. Moreover, they are winning by formal means, so we are embarrassed to regret it. Moreover, the loss of these shares has a certain history."

Then, Zi Xingran paused and frowned even deeper.

"It was no problem. After all, our Zi family still occupies more than 50% of the shares. We mainly hold the right to speak in our hands and have the opportunity to slowly recover those shares. But not long ago, my third uncle betrayed our Zi family and said he would take away the 10% of his shares. In this way, our Zi family occupies less than 50% of the shares. This will easily integrate the shares of other families and at the same time take away the dominant position of our Zi family."

"So your father asked you to marry Tuoba Yulin, with the purpose of this kind of sting in their hands?" Lin Han frowned and said. It is normal for such a thing to happen to wealthy families.

"That's right. The Tuoba family has long wanted to join our Zi family, but my father has always disagreed. This time, taking advantage of the fact that the third uncle left and the Zi family was weak, his investment can indeed help our Zi family a lot." Zi Xingran said slowly.

"If I were your father, it would be hard to refuse." Lin Han couldn't help but touch his nose and smiled bitterly.

Although he did not regard himself as the patriarch, he had seen many such examples.

No one wants the family's career to be defeated in their own hands.

Where can we have the face to go to the ancestors and ancestors in the future?

Even if you die, you must protect it.
Chapter completed!