524 524. A Secret Family Fund

Gu Yanqing asked, "second uncle, what do you think? "

Xiao Jiankai glanced at Gu Yanqing.

Then he sighed and said, "it's not that there's no way, but the chances are too slim. "

Song Beibei felt her heart tighten. "It's better to have a way than no way. Second uncle, tell us, and we can discuss it. "

Xiao Jiankai said, "the only way now is to open big brother's family fund. "

Gu Yanqing and Song Beibei frowned at the same time. "Family Fund, what does that mean? "

Xiao Jiankai said, "you don't know about this, but I do know about it. Back then, I founded the Peishan group with my big brother. When he was founded, he set up a secret family fund to prevent the Peishan Group from declining

"This fund is deposited in a Swiss Bank. It's an astronomical amount. I'm afraid that only by opening this fund can we save the current situation of the Peishan group. "

Song Beibei didn't know much about this aspect.

She just turned to look at Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing's expression was calm.

He didn't reveal much emotion.

However, he didn't seem to be excited by the news.

Instead, he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, Gu Yanqing said, "father never mentioned this matter. "

Did Gu Yanqing really doubt the authenticity of this matter In fact, even Song Beibei doubted it.

If there really was such a large share of the family's funds, then why didn't Xiao Peishan even reveal a trace of it when he died.

Xiao Jiankai sighed and said, "Yanqing, I know that you'll feel resentful when I say this. "You must be thinking that if there really is such a fund, then I should have told you when Xiao Wei dug out a big hole in the company last time. Now that I've just said it, it proves that I took advantage of the situation last time and took the Peishan group into these pockets, slapping myself in the face. "

Song Beibei didn't say anything.

But this thought really appeared in her heart.

When Xiao Peishan became the chairman of the Peishan group, it could be said that he had spent all his money and effort.

But if such a fund really existed, he did not say it.

Presumably, there was a big problem.

Xiao Jiankai said, "you're right. Your second uncle did have some selfish motives back then. Peishan group was founded by the three of us. Back then, the three of us also split the shares equally, regardless of you or me. But later, big brother's ambition gradually expanded and he used various means of reform and opening up to recover the shares. Later on, it became him who was the dominant force. He was my big brother, and I received a lot of favors from the Xiao family, so I naturally could not say anything. However, Peishan group was also my hard work. I could not watch Peishan group being destroyed in Xiao Wei's hands. Big Brother passed the position of chairman to Xiao Wei. At the beginning, I was against it, but there was no other way. However, when big brother was still alive, I really did not have any improper thoughts. Later on, when big brother was not around, I wanted to personally pull Peishan group onto the right track and did not tell you about the fund. Firstly, I still have a way. Secondly, I really don't know how to start the fund. "

Song Beibei was slightly surprised. "even second uncle, you don't know how to start the fund? "

Xiao Jiankai said, "yes, I don't know. That's why I said that this time it might not be the case. This fund can only be started by big brother himself. As for how to start it, no one knows. "

Song Beibei's face also darkened. "If that's the case, then it won't be of any help to the current situation of the Peishan Corporation. "

Xiao Jiankai said, "I'm telling you this because I want to ask if big brother gave you any hints or gave you something important when he was alive. These are all very important. This is the only way to save the Peishan Corporation. "

Song Beibei looked at Gu Yanqing.

It didn't seem to be in her memory.

Xiao Peishan had always hoped that Gu Yanqing could inherit peishan group.

If there was really an important document, it would definitely be given to Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing seemed to think hard as well.

After thinking for a while, he said to Xiao Jiankai, "father doesn't seem to have anything important to give me. "

Xiao Jiankai's eyes suddenly had a hint of disappointment.

He said, "this is normal. Big Brother's death was too sudden. I'm afraid he still has time to tell anyone. "

Gu Yanqing was deep in thought.

Xiao Jiankai said again, "Yanqing, go back and think about it carefully. Even if you have the slightest clue, you have to tell me. We don't have much time. Recently, I've been asking about the bank where big brother deposited the fund. It wasn't easy to find out that it was in Switzerland, so I have some clues. However, I can't find a way to open the fund. Even if I find out about the bank, it's useless. "

Gu Yanqing nodded. "I'll think about it carefully when I go back. "

Song Beibei and Gu Yanqing returned to the Xiao Family's manor.

Mu Lan and Xiao Mianjun did not attend Zhao Dantong's funeral today.

Mu Lan was very disdainful of Zhao Dantong's death. "This little vixen deserves it. Such a person can actually be buried in the Xiao family's tomb. Your second uncle is really muddle-headed. "

When they reached home, Xiao Mianjun and Mu Lan were still awake.

Over the past few days, Mu Lan and Xiao Mianjun had also been worried sick about the Peishan Corporation.

She still had some resentment towards Xiao Jiankai. After all, Peishan Corporation was in this situation because of him.

More importantly, it was very likely that she would bring down her son.

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