"Xiao Fan, sign this inheritance agreement, otherwise it will affect your credit score." Zhang Fan looked at the inheritance agreement before him. In his previous life, he signed this very ...
Municipal Bureau.
Zhang Fan sat to one side. The suspect had just been taken away, and it seemed the situation wasn't good.
Emergency treatment is currently underway.
After a series of emergency treatments, the suspect finally regained consciousness.
He finally confessed that it was the Shen family who made him do this, and promised to become a family doctor in Hong Kong after the deed was done.
As for why Zhang Fan was framed, it was because Director Wu instructed that if he didn't say it that way, he would be beaten.
The real culprit is the Shen family; everything was arranged by them.
office.
Zhang Fan saw the interrogation records.
There's no need to guess what's going on; it's just that Director Wu wants to take this opportunity to smear himself.
It's obvious that not many people dare to mess with Zhong Jiahao.
Now it's said that the Shen family hired someone to kill him, but where is the evidence?
There's only oral testimony; there's no other evidence.
How could the Shen family possibly leave any evidence? Right now, that Miss Shen is still leisurely applying a face mask at the villa.
If the Binhai Police Bureau dares to approach her, they will immediately threaten to withdraw their investment. Who would dare to approach the Shen family without absolute evidence?
Zhang Fan stood up, realizing he was fine; everything had been investigated.
Li Fu and Director Wu just called to warn me to be careful of Director Wu.
They weren't successfully framed this time, but what about next time?
I had just stepped out of the office when Director Wu called.
Zhang Fan flagged down a car and headed to a private club.
Since Director Wu made the appointment, I definitely had to go and see, after all, he had framed me.
We also need to see what he's planning to do.
Upon arriving at a private club, a tall woman in a cheongsam personally greeted me at the entrance.
Zhang Fan looked at the place; it was a high-class place that ordinary people couldn't enter.
Upon entering a small private room, they saw Director Wu embracing two women dressed in cherry blossoms, drinking and having sex. His wicked hand had even reached inside.
Both women were quite attractive, but they offered no resistance, seemingly used to it.
This is a Japanese-style building; no wonder it felt a bit strange earlier.
Director Wu smiled at Zhang Fan, gave him a look to sit down, and then, embracing a woman with cherry blossoms, began to do something right in front of him.
A few minutes later, Director Wu released her, and the cherry blossom-scented woman immediately knelt down to clean up the battlefield.
"Haha, was this exciting enough? I didn't expect you to be someone special."
Director Wu stopped pretending and directly admitted that he had framed him.
"Director Wu, you just came over, and I haven't offended you. Why are you targeting me? Is it because I didn't pay tribute? My family is broke, and I haven't even inherited the Wanfu Group."
Zhang Fan said helplessly.
"Haha, although you didn't inherit Wanfu Group, you still have valuable things in your possession. Take them out, and I guarantee you'll be set for life. You'll still be one of my people, Lao Wu's man."
Director Wu grinned slyly.
"Are you talking about a miracle drug, or a beauty elixir?"
Zhang Fan asked bluntly.
"I want them both."
Do you want both?
That's quite a boast.
"As for the miracle drug, after my parents passed away, I only know the basics. I mainly supply it to old customers and don't make any money from it. I don't sell it at a higher price either. As for the beauty pill, it was left by the family, and I don't know how to make it either. Every one I sell is one less available."
Zhang Fan said with great pain.
Director Wu squinted: "How many Beauty Pills are left?"
"The total doesn't even reach this number."
Zhang Fan extended his finger.
Director Wu didn't believe it: "You're the only heir of the Zhang family, how could you not?"
They seemed to disbelieve that Zhang Fan couldn't do it.
"Really? If I could, I'd be starting a company and making money. Why would I need to live like this?"
Zhang Fan looked helpless.
"Alright, give me everything, including the formula for the miracle drug. Let's call this a reconciliation."
Director Wu said very generously.
"No problem, I'll give you everything. However, the beauty pills aren't in one place, so I need to go and dig them up, which will take some time."
Zhang Fan said in a very low voice.
“No problem. If you had this attitude, you would have reconciled long ago.” Director Wu picked up a glass of wine in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
"Sign this agreement, then you can go back. You'll be fine now."
Director Wu took out an agreement from the side.
Zhang Fan picked it up and saw that it was a transfer agreement.
It's just a pharmacy, and the transfer fee is 100 million yuan, which I need to bear myself.
Isn't this just a disguised way of giving Director Wu a hundred million?
Zhang Fan looked at some photos of the pharmacy, and only signed the document when he saw some of the items.
Director Wu gave a thumbs-up with great satisfaction.
"Since you're so cooperative, I'll let you off the hook. When can you pay me back?"
Director Wu burst into laughter.
"Director Wu, I'm so poor, even if I wanted to give, I couldn't."
Zhang Fan said, feigning bitterness.
“That’s easy. Just use the pharmacy as collateral, and I’ll handle the paperwork for you. You just need to go to the bank, sign a document, and then the money will be transferred back.”
Director Wu has come up with a solution.
He went to the bank to get a loan; as for how to repay it, that was Zhang Fan's problem.
Having come all this way, I definitely need to make a good profit.
Openly doing it definitely won't work.
There's nothing wrong with this business practice; it's perfectly reasonable for a pharmacy to sell for 100 million.
It's a matter of one party being willing to give and the other being willing to receive; it's perfectly reasonable.
Director Wu was quite satisfied with Zhang Fan's attitude today.
That kid knows what's good for him.
It seems that giving him a good talking-to was quite effective; this kid is scared now.
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