There was a kind of person who, relying on being your relative, felt that you had become successful, earned money, and had to help her unconditionally, so that her family members would also become successful.
Just like this cousin of Zhang Meihua.
Even when she said this, there was a kind of natural tone mixed in it.
When these words were said, most people would be embarrassed to directly refuse.
At that time, Zhang Meihua’s cousin, who was also this old woman, reached out to pull Yun Jian’s hand as she spoke, but it seemed like she was doing it for Yun Jian’s own good.
Just when everyone present thought that Yun Jian would verbally agree to Zhang Meihua’s unreasonable request for the sake of the face of the chairman of the newly-started company.
Yun Jian slapped away the old woman’s outstretched hand in front of everyone and said mercilessly and coldly,
“I won’t bring it.”
The two-word outright rejection stunned everyone who heard Yun Jian’s words.
Especially this old lady.
