Quan Tianrui stood up and looked at Grandpa Jiang.

Grandpa Jiang sized him up and asked in a slow, deliberate tone, "You mean, as long as we don't call the police, you'll return this money to us?"

Quan Tianrui replied without changing his expression, "I'm just an investor. You have a lot of people and I don't want to deal with you every day. Even if I lose this money, I won't lose anything."

Grandpa Jiang then asked him how much the principal and interest would amount to after three years.

Quan Tianrui said two billion.

That's an extra 400 million in just three years!

Old Master Jiang's old eyes were full of calculation. He knew that if the Jiang family did business on their own, let alone make an extra 400 million in three years, it would be a miracle if they didn't lose all their original capital.

The Jiang family members are simply not cut out for business.

Grandpa Jiang turned around and looked at his descendants behind him, then discussed with Quan Tianrui, "Give me half, and consider the other half as a loan from the Jiang family to you for investment, also for a three-year term, how about it?"

Quan Tianrui was surprised by the unexpected turn of events and readily agreed.

The two parties then divided their property in two at the Chaoyang Law Firm.

Although some members of the Jiang family were unhappy that they didn't receive all the property, they didn't dare to cause trouble because Old Master Jiang was present.

Quan Tianrui was overjoyed; he finally had money in his hands.

But to his utter surprise, the money was borrowed by his older cousin, Xiao Jingming, before he could even enjoy it.

When Xiao Jingming asked, Quan Tianrui dared not refuse.

Quan Tianrui was beaten up by the Jiang family and bled, but the money didn't reach him. He was depressed and fell ill.

That evening, Yu Zhenrong received a recording.