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Chapter 127: 5% Shareholdings of the Wen Corporation

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Old Mr. Wen looked at Wen Xinya, eyes filled with affection. “Xinya, welcome home! It’s been hard on you all these years.”

Tears welled up in Wen Xinya’s eyes—evidently, she was overcome with emotions. Suddenly, she hugged Grandpa and sniffled. “Thank you, Grandpa!”

A wellspring of emotions gushed out of the grandpa-granddaughter pair and spilled over to the audience. The fifteen-year separation did not seem to weaken Old Mr. Wen’s love for his granddaughter the least.

Old Mr. Wen patted her lightly on her back to comfort her. Releasing her gently, he announced, “I intend to transfer 5% of my shareholdings to my granddaughter, Xinya—eligible for dividends before she turns 18, and thereafter, may be fully utilized.”

The news shook the quiet hall, like a giant rock striking the surface of a still lake, sending ripples through the crowd. She had held 5% shares of the Wen Corporation even before being of legal age—clearly showing Old Mr. Wen’s high regard for Wen Xinya.

Below, the audience was set buzzing. Old Mr. Wen’s move had been most unexpected.

Even Wen Xinya was shocked beyond words. “Grandpa, you...”

Amidst the crowd, Xia Ruya had long been agitated to the point of tears by the unforeseen announcement. Coupled with the comparisons made between herself and Wen Xinya from those around, she barely kept her cool even after ruthlessly sinking her sharp nails into her tender palms.

Comparisons had always been made between them since the very beginning—the tide merely turned in an instant.

Five percent shareholdings! That was too much! Originally, she had been found and returned to the Wen Family, been the eldest daughter of the Wen Family for 12 years, tried means and ways to please Grandpa and Aunt Ning, and still, she did not receive any shareholdings of the Wen Corporation!

How could she... how could she...

How could Wen Xinya, a little thug from the streets who had led a wandering life for fifteen years, receive so many shareholdings right after returning to the Wen Family!

She could not accept it, no...

Everything belonged to her, they belonged to her from the start.

Wen Xinya had taken everything from her. She vowed to seize them back one day!

Ning Shuqian widened her eyes in disbelief. She did not expect Old Mr. Wen to think so highly of Wen Xinya—so much as to publicly announce the transfer of 5% shareholdings to her at her homecoming party to rally support for her. With the shareholdings of the Wen Corporation, she would be even harder to deal with in the future.

Wen Yuya plunged into a state of madness and felt an urge to go up and tear her gloating face apart. She was but a wild pheasant—how could she receive 5% shareholdings of the Wen Corporation, how could she...

Wen Haowen was stunned. The Wen Family was the main shareholder of the Wen Corporation, with a combined total of 55% shareholdings—35% held by Father who was the Chairman, 15% by himself as the CEO, and 5% by Mother. And now, Father foolishly transferred 5% shareholdings of the Wen Corporation to Wen Xinya.

Old Madam Wen was bewildered. She held only 5% shareholdings of the Wen Corporation herself, and the granddaughter who had appeared out of nowhere was unbelievably receiving the same upon returning to the Wen Family. Who was she to receive shareholdings that were exclusive even to Ruya? “Old Man, this won’t do. Previously, Ruya—”

With a stern face, Old Mr. Wen said harshly, “Shut up. You must be getting muddle-headed—Ruya’s surname’s Xia, not Wen. They weren’t given to her previously as she was too young, and then because she was not a descendant of the Wen Family. It’s been hard on Xinya, leading a wandering life all these years, and the Wen Family’s making it up to her through these meager shareholdings.”

He had always known that his wife was not fit for the public eye, but did not expect her to object to his decision in front of everyone, even bringing Ruya to the table, putting Xinya on the spot.

He was announcing the transfer of 5% shareholdings to Xinya on the day also to affirm Xinya’s position in the Wen Family, in case others compared her to Xia Ruya—how could a foster child measure up to his granddaughter, the granddaughter of Wen Zhihang?

With that, the difference between Xinya and Ruya was heaven and earth.

Distraught, Wen Haowen came forward. “Father, this won’t do—the said 5% shareholdings affect the standing of the main shareholder of the Wen Corporation. Xinya’s still young, should others manage to scam her of her shareholdings and combine the odd lots of the Wen Corporation, it’ll be fatal to the Wen Family.”

Old Mr. Wen shot Wen Haowen a stern look, warning him not to make a din at a classy dinner function such this. “I believe that my granddaughter won’t be so ignorant. Furthermore, she can only utilize them after she turns 18.”

Wen Haowen frowned deeply, turning pale. “Father, Xinya’s just returned to the Wen Family. This matter can wait.”

Although deep down he was extremely unhappy about Father’s decision, it was inappropriate for him to openly argue with him at such a classy dinner function. Thus, he could only calm down and try to persuade him otherwise.

Old Mr. Wen said indifferently, “I’ve made an appointment with Lawyer Luo. He’ll come over tomorrow to sort out the related paperwork.”

“Father, it’s a rash decision. What if in the future...” Although Wen Xinya was his only child, she had led a wandering life from young and did not share a bond with him. Coupled with her unglamorous past, she was indeed his greatest humiliation. He could not accept her having 5% shareholdings of the Wen Corporation.

“My decision is final—no more discussions,” stated Old Mr. Wen. He did not shun the commotion from the outsiders—the firmer he held his ground, the better it was for Xinya.

“Father...” Wen Haowen was not finished.

Just then, Ning Shuqian tugged at Wen Haowen’s arm and shot him a look.

Wen Haowen had known all along that, although Ning Shuqian could not aid in his career like Mo Yunyao did, she was intelligent and could have better plans in mind. Thus, he composed himself.

Seeing that he had simmered down, Old Mr. Wen stole a look at Ning Shuqian and brightened up. “Excuse us. Today is my granddaughter’s homecoming party. I hope everyone enjoys yourselves.”

Wen Xinya was filled with mix emotions—she did not expect such a scene at the dinner. She had known that she needed to go all out to fight for everything in the Wen Family, but such a good start still felt like a dream.