The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 591 - 590 Interests and Human Nature

Chapter 591: Chapter 590 Interests and Human Nature

Shen Mingzhu had long guessed that Shen Baolan must be unaware of the fact that Pei Yang had invested in the electronic factory; otherwise, she wouldn’t be laughing so carefreely.

She held back her laughter and remained silent, ready to watch the drama unfold.

Pei Yang couldn’t care less about Shen Baolan’s feelings and thoughts, he just wanted to get the money as soon as possible, so he could buy the big villa that Shen Mingzhu had previously set her sights on.

"Transfer it to Mingzhu’s account, I’ll write down her account number for you."

Having said that, he got up to find some paper and a pen.

Shen Baolan sensed something was amiss and hurriedly grabbed Zhou Shuhuan to ask, "What money? Why are you giving them money?"

"The electronic factory could only get started thanks to Brother Yang’s investment of forty thousand yuan. Brother Yang has a twenty percent stake in the electronic factory."

What? Pei Yang also has a share in the electronic factory?

Pei Yang and Shen Mingzhu are a couple, so, by rounding up, doesn’t that mean Shen Mingzhu has a share in the electronic factory?

Shen Baolan was dumbfounded.

Pei Yang handed Zhou Shuhuan a note with Shen Mingzhu’s personal account number, saying, "Shuhuan, if it’s convenient for you, transfer the money as soon as you can, I’m in a bit of a rush over here."

Zhou Shuhuan nodded, pocketed the note, and along with a perplexed Shen Baolan, who was still processing the fact that "Shen Mingzhu also has a share in the electronic factory," took their leave.

Stepping out of the Pei Family’s house, and hit by the cold wind, Shen Baolan finally regained her senses.

"Shuhuan, did you just say that the electronic factory has a share for Shen Mingzhu? Is that true or false?"

Seeing Zhou Shuhuan nod, Shen Baolan became so agitated she nearly jumped, "Why on earth!?"

Zhou Shuhuan patiently explained, "When I was setting up the electronic factory, I couldn’t raise funds anywhere. It was Brother Yang who gave me the forty thousand. Without that money, the electronic factory wouldn’t have been possible."

The explanation was crystal clear.

Without Pei Yang, there would be no electronic factory, and Zhou Shuhuan wouldn’t have seen his rise to success.

But Shen Baolan still couldn’t swallow her indignation.

She had longed for stars and moon for Zhou Shuhuan’s success, why should Shen Mingzhu benefit from it?

Why, indeed!?!

"So how much money do you have to give Shen Mingzhu and her husband?"

"We’ll talk about it when we get back."

Shen Baolan had no choice but to suppress her bellyful of questions and resentment as she followed Zhou Shuhuan into the car.

Back at home, Shen Baolan immediately couldn’t wait to ask Zhou Shuhuan how much money he had made.

Today was New Year’s Eve, Zhou Hao had been picked up by his biological mother to spend the new year in the Capital, Zhou Fu was alone playing with the toy car Zhou Shuhuan had bought him in the living room, Ma Sufen and Zhou Quanxiong were busy in the kitchen preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Hearing Shen Baolan’s questioning, Ma Sufen was taken aback, then immediately thrust the chopsticks into Zhou Quanxiong’s hand and went outside.

She also wanted to know how much money her son had made.

"Baolan, Shuhuan, what are you two talking about?"

Shen Baolan didn’t bother with Ma Sufen; she only wanted to know one thing—

How much money would that damned Shen Mingzhu take away from her man!

She was going insane!

Zhou Quanxiong, while flipping the meat slices in the pan, pricked up his ears to listen to the commotion in the living room.

He might not be as gossipy as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but he was equally concerned about his son’s money-making business.

"The matter of how much money I’ve made should stay within our family, don’t spread it around," Zhou Shuhuan warned them first before divulging the electronic factory’s financial situation to the family.

"...So far, the electronic factory has made a total of one million yuan, and the orders for the first half of next year are all booked up. A rough estimate comes to another million."

Not to mention that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were left reeling from the two one-million-yuan bombs, even Zhou Quanxiong dropped his chopsticks in shock.

"Oh my Lord, Shuhuan, you made a million? Am I hearing this right?"

Ma Sufen doubted if she was suffering from hearing loss.

"Mom, keep your voice down."

Zhou Shuhuan looked at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and reminded them again, "The amount of money I made, don’t go telling people about it. If someone asks, just say all the money went into buying a car."

Ma Sufen understood the principle that one should not flaunt their wealth; she covered her mouth as she laughed and nodded vigorously.

But for Shen Baolan, it felt like she was experiencing both ice and fire inside her heart.

Zhou Shuhuan had made a fortune of a million, which naturally thrilled her. Yet, the thought of having to share that with Shen Mingzhu felt like cutting her own flesh with a knife.

"Out of this million, how much do we have to share with Shen Mingzhu and her husband?"

No sooner had Shen Baolan finished her question than she received a blow from Ma Sufen, "Have you got a screw loose? Why the hell should Shuhuan’s money be shared with Shen Mingzhu?"

Shen Baolan covered her head, full of grievance and resentment.

"Shuhuan’s electronics factory, Shen Mingzhu and her husband invested forty thousand yuan, and now they are demanding their money!"

Ma Sufen was stunned.

Zhou Quanxiong could no longer care about frying the meat; he turned off the heat and rushed out from the kitchen in a panic.

"Shuhuan, what’s this all about? Why haven’t I heard you mention this?"

Zhou Shuhuan recounted the tough times when he was starting the factory, facing rejections for loans from everywhere.

"...No one else believed in me, only Pei Yang didn’t hesitate to invest forty thousand yuan and only asked for a 20 percent stake. If it made money, he would take a 20 percent share, and if it lost money, I wouldn’t have to compensate him; he would just consider it bad luck. I didn’t tell you all because I didn’t want to worry you."

Zhou Quanxiong, too, was moved by Pei Yang’s righteous deed after hearing it.

"We should give them the money, Shuhuan. You should never be ungrateful."

Zhou Shuhuan quickly nodded.

Seeing the agreement between the two men, Ma Sufen had no more to say.

Though she was stingy, she wasn’t the sort to burn bridges after crossing them.

One lives on their reputation, just as a tree lives on its bark; she did not want to be talked about behind her back, labeled as heartless.

Both elders had come to accept the fact that Pei Yang deserved a share. Only Shen Baolan could not swallow the pill.

If Pei Yang’s wife had been any other woman, she would not have felt such discomfort and anger.

Just thinking that every dime her own husband would make in the future, Shen Mingzhu would have a share, it made her utterly aggrieved.

"Let’s just give back the forty thousand yuan Pei Yang invested so we don’t let them take advantage for nothing!"

Zhou Quanxiong rarely reprimanded Shen Baolan, "Baolan, what nonsense are you spouting? You can’t act like this."

Ma Sufen was even harsher in her derision, "Although our family isn’t rich and noble, we are decent people, not like those shameless and filthy villagers you’re talking about."

Zhou Shuhuan remained silent as the head of the household; he took Shen Baolan’s words simply as grumbling.

Shen Baolan implored, "Dad, Mom, think about it. Shuhuan made a million, so he has to share two hundred thousand with Pei Yang. If he makes two million, he’ll have to share four hundred thousand. What if it’s ten million? Then he’d have to share two million! Two million, not just two hundred! Pei Yang only invested forty thousand; all the dirty and tiring work was done by Shuhuan. He did nothing, so why should he get so much money for free?"

The old couple was indeed stumped by Shen Baolan’s argument.

Two hundred thousand they could bear to let their son share, but what about two million?

As their son’s business grew larger and he earned more, Pei Yang’s cut would also increase.

Wouldn’t it be like having their marrow sucked out endlessly?

Before huge profits, the parents’ hearts were irresistibly shaken and impacted.

"Shuhuan, Baolan does have a point. Why don’t you go talk to Pei Yang about buying out his shares?"

Ma Sufen, at that moment, appeared completely different from her stern, stern moral stance from two minutes ago, mocking Shen Baolan’s lack of shame.

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