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Tang Ranran's brother-in-law, that is, Tang Chengwen, the fourth uncle, is engaged in business and does business on his own. He has several companies under his name. The original person does not know the details, but in the original person's memory, Tang Chengwen is a successful businessman with a very glamorous appearance. Bright.

The fourth aunt, Zhuang Nanqin, is a doctor.

They also have two sons and one daughter. The eldest son Tang Shuyuan, her third cousin, also works in Xinliang and is an accountant in the finance department. It is not known what his abilities are.

The second daughter Tang Yiyi is a few years younger than Tang Ranran. She is her second cousin. She has a relatively noble personality and has a normal relationship with her original daughter. She is also still studying.

The youngest son Tang Shuzhe is still a little boy.

Tang Chengwen was eloquent and had a tongue as bright as a lotus. He took a lot of things from the original person, and his family totaled 521 million.

Finally, there is the family of sister-in-law Tang Cui. In the original memory, Tang Cui was a strong and prosperous woman.

After the divorce, she joined Xinliang. With Tang Cui's ability and Tang Chengzhi's secret care, Tang Cui worked very well and got into the position of sales director.

Tang Cui has a son and a daughter. They both followed her and changed their surname to Tang when they divorced. Her son Tang Shuhuai is also in Xinliang, working in the sales department.

My daughter Tang Qianqian just graduated this year. She moved to Xinliang a few months ago and was assigned to the secretary's office.

Tang Cui's family of three took the least, less than 10 items, totaling 151 million.

Although she didn't take advantage, this sister-in-law's ambition was not small. After Tang Chengzhi's death, Tang Cui acted like she was thinking about her original body and Xinliang's sake. Her ultimate goal was to be the top manager of Xinliang.

Young Young’s original body had already agreed at the time, but the second shareholder Chen Dafu firmly disagreed. There was a period of one or two months of fighting. In the end, the original body was responsible for the YS-212 planet transformation project. The Xinliang Group, the base camp, was controlled by Chen Dafu's sons Chen Youwei and Tang Cui jointly manage and supervise each other.

Of course, if there are any big decisions to be made, the nominal BOSS, Tang Ranran, must be contacted.

In addition, there are some relatives who are related to each other, such as cousins ​​​​and uncles, who also come to visit and coax away a lot of things from me. The kind that are relatively cheap can cost millions. Thousands of items, totaling 107 million.

The total number of these items that Butler Lin knew whereabouts totaled 3.15 billion, 95% of which had paid inheritance tax, which could clearly prove that the ownership rights belonged to Tang Ranran.

After briefly understanding the relevant inheritance laws, Tang Ranran knew that in the interstellar era, not only cars and houses had certificates, but valuables also had certificates.

All items purchased through formal channels will have a property ownership certificate.

And if you inherit these things with title certificates, you will have to pay inheritance tax!

Of course, the inheritance tax is worth every penny. As long as the property is in her name, even if she voluntarily gives it to others, as long as the title certificate is not changed, the thing is still hers, and it is easy to get it back.

The Tang family also wanted to show their respect. Tang Chengzhi had just passed away and had to change the property rights. It would be too embarrassing to spread the news. Therefore, they only took possession of the items and did not transfer the property rights of the items.

Therefore, 3.15 billion, at least 2.99 billion can be recovered.

In addition to the 3.15 billion, there are hundreds of items worth 2 billion. Butler Lin did not indicate their destination, which means they should be in Tang Ranran's hands. However, some of it may have fallen into the hands of others.

There were so many things that it was difficult for Tang Ranran to recall them one by one. To know exactly how much was left, she would have to go back to the Tang family mansion and check her vault.

Anyway, 95% of the list of items totaling 5.2 billion has property rights certificates. As for the remaining 5%, they have not passed the open road and should have reached Tang Chengzhi's hands through the gray path.

Anyway, by mortgaging or selling off the items, 3 billion should be able to be collected based on 40% off the value of the items.

3 billion is enough to solve the urgent need.

After sorting out the bill, Tang Ranran started to take action. She wanted to talk to them first. Although the Tang family did not look good for money, but as a junior, she had to be polite, so she was polite first and then attacked.

Looking at the pile of missed communications on Zhinao Communication, Tang Ranran saw the largest number of missed communications at a glance.

In addition, when she went to bed last night, her good aunt Tang Fei, who treated her more than her own daughter, had already left 7 missed calls and more than a dozen text messages in her brain.

Comparing the imperial time displayed on the smart computer, Tang Ranran knew without any calculation that it should be morning in the Tang family mansion on the Sutar planet, before lunch. Tang Fei must have woken up, and maybe was drinking morning tea.

Tang Ranran took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and then dialed the call with a mental effort.

On the other side of the communication, the sun was shining brightly.

Under the blue sky, the steel city is incomparably grand. Inside a towering building, the huge area is very magnificently decorated. This is the leisure area of ​​a high-end beauty club, separated by European-style translucent screens. Semi-independent leisure room.

In the lounge next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, a woman with long wavy hair was leaning on a large leather sofa with a drink in her hand. Her posture was casual and comfortable.

The average life span of interstellar people is more than 200 years. Tang Fei, who is just over 100 years old, has not yet entered the aging period. Her appearance is equivalent to that of a 30-year-old on earth. Although she is not young and beautiful, she is definitely full of charm.

Tang Fei, who was fashionably dressed and full of jewels, was sitting leisurely on the sofa, enjoying the sunshine and morning tea, waiting for her appointment at a high-end beauty spa.

Just as he was thinking about where to eat at noon after his beauty treatment, his brain began to vibrate. At a glance, the originally leisurely and comfortable expression on Tang Fei's face immediately paused. He put down the tea cup, and his expression had adjusted to a worried look, and then Video communication was connected.

Tang Fei spoke with genuine and sincere concern, "Ran Ran! You finally responded to the message. I scared my aunt to death! Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Have you had a comprehensive examination in the hospital?"

Butler Lin spoke on his behalf. When he woke up early this morning, Tang Fei knew that Tang Ranran was fine. She was just thinking about making money from her niece, so she naturally had to show concern and nervousness.

"Auntie, wuwuwu..."

The original person was very close to Tang Fei, the eldest sister who always tried to coax people. It would not be appropriate to turn against her directly at this moment, so Tang Ranran did a superficial job first, and cooperated with her family relationship. Card.

In Tang Fei's concerned eyes, Tang Ranran's face was full of grievance and fear, and she cried in agony and misery.

Tang Fei pretended to be a good aunt and hurriedly comforted her, "Ran Ran, don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay, it's all over! Good kid, don't be afraid, it's all over!"

After squeezing a few tears and howling for a while, Tang Ranran walked down the steps, her emotions slowly calming down...