Wu Xi planned to extort a large sum of money from the guy, but who knew that the kid was really broke. After getting the three thousand yuan, he went to buy clothes. He had just bought a set of clothes when he received a phone call. The person on the other end of the line was very angry.
Wu Xi rushed back home, and as soon as she got there, she saw her father standing at the door with a gloomy face, as if she had done something wrong.
Where did you take that box from home?
That box?
He filled the container with some odds and ends from his home and then used it to extort money.
"I had nothing to pack my clothes with, so I took them to school."
Wu Xi was a little scared, feeling that her father's eyes were somewhat frightening.
"Hurry up and take it back."
Another roar.
Take it back?
The box was placed right next to the school, and it was full of broken porcelain. What value could it possibly have?
What happened to my father?
Wu Xi was about to cry.
She quickly came out.
Soon, the father drove himself to the school.
The two arrived at the spot where they had previously tricked Zhang Fan. The box was still there, and Wu Xi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing it.
His father rushed over, searching for something. After looking around, he turned around and slapped Wu Xi across the face: "Where's the porcelain inside? Where did it go?"
He bought this from a tomb raider to give to his superior. It was quite valuable; he had even mortgaged his house. He was relying on this gift to get promoted and make a fortune.
Now the things are gone?
Wu Xi covered her face, having no idea where the things had gone.
They took three thousand yuan to buy clothes, and no one touched the box.
As for what's inside, Wu Xi really doesn't know.
Now, after being slapped by her father, her face was burning with pain. If it weren't for so many people watching, she would have burst into tears.
"If you don't get your things back, you're dead!"
The father was furious. He was counting on this opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune, but his belongings were gone.
Wu Xi watched her father leave in a hurry. She covered her face, wondering if that boy had taken the things.
It must be him!
Wu Xi immediately made a phone call, wanting to find a group of people to teach him a lesson.
I know people in the underworld. Since they dared to take my father's valuable possessions, then they can just wait to die!
"Brother Biao, it's me. Some punk offended me. Okay, after we teach him a lesson, let's have a meal together."
Wu Xi is bringing several of his older brothers with him this time, and he's determined to get the goods back.
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Along the coastal boulevard, a bustling street hailed as the backbone of the city, stand towering skyscrapers that, like giants in a steel forest, bear witness to the city's development and transformation.
Hidden at No. 888 on this avenue is a law firm with an unassuming exterior but a wealth of expertise on the inside – Hailan Law Firm.
This law firm not only boasts a prime location, but also enjoys a high reputation in the industry for its professional legal services, outstanding case handling capabilities, and extensive industry resources.
The entrance to Hailan Law Firm is made of dark solid wood, with a gold signboard above the door. The lettering is smooth and dignified, conveying an unspoken sense of nobility and authority.
Pushing open the door, you are greeted by a spacious and bright lobby with high-end marble flooring, several oil paintings by famous artists hanging on the walls, and a faint lavender fragrance in the air, instantly making you feel relaxed and comfortable.
In one corner of the lobby, there is an exquisite European-style sofa, next to a coffee table with several of the latest legal journals and a few potted plants, adding a touch of vitality and elegance to the entire space.
Today, in a private meeting room of this upscale law firm, Ms. Wu and Liu Wanqing sat facing each other, enjoying the warm sunlight streaming in from the window and the carefully brewed Longjing tea on the table.
Ms. Wu wore a well-tailored dark blue business suit, with the hemline just reaching her knees, showcasing both her competence and professionalism while maintaining her feminine grace and charm.
The delicate silver patterns on the suit shimmered slightly in the sunlight, perfectly complementing the simple yet luxurious pearl necklace around her neck, exuding an air of nobility with every gesture.
Her hair was carefully styled into a low ponytail, with a few wisps of hair falling gently across her forehead, adding to her gentle and graceful appearance.
But sitting opposite her, Liu Wanqing, presented a completely different picture.
Liu Wanqing has delicate features and clear eyes, like a flower just beginning to bloom in spring, exuding a pure and untainted charm.
However, when she smiled faintly, a subtle malice and cunning were revealed in that smile, like a thorn hidden beneath a pure white petal, sending chills down one's spine.
Liu Wanqing wore a simple white dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, paired with nude high heels, which suited her pure image while also exuding a professional competence.
Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands falling unintentionally beside her cheeks, adding to her delicate and pitiful charm.
The two were talking in hushed tones, their eyes gleaming with calculation, as if they were plotting a meticulously planned scheme.
Through a covert investigation, Ms. Wu learned that Zhang Fan also owned a shop, which was quite valuable. Because it was an asset acquired before the establishment of Wanfu Group, it was rather difficult to sell.
"According to our assessment, this shop is worth at least 50 million on the market."
Ms. Wu took a sip of tea, a smug smile playing on her lips. "The location is superb, with high foot traffic; it's an absolute golden opportunity. With a little maneuvering and some connections, we can acquire it for a very low price, say one million. Even after deducting our costs, that Zhang Fan will still owe us several million."
Upon hearing this, Liu Wanqing's smile deepened, as if she could already see Zhang Fan struggling to breathe under the weight of his debts.
"That's great, Sister Wu. This way, he'll have to pay back our 'favor' for the rest of his life, hahaha." Her laughter was crisp and melodious, yet it carried a hint of barely perceptible coldness, as if she were admiring a flower that was about to wither.
The two exchanged a smile, a smile that contained both the triumph of their impending victory and a mixture of sympathy and disdain for Zhang Fan's fate.
Ms. Wu slowly stood up, straightened her suit, and said with elegance and composure, "Let's go, Wanqing, let's go see a good show. The enforcement bureau people are already in place, it's time to teach that kid a lesson."
"He'll have to pay for that slap for the rest of his life. This time, let's see how he runs. Does he think he can get away with not inheriting the family business? He's dreaming!"
Ms. Wu covered her face, remembering that slap she received back then!
This time, we'll show that kid what despair is. A shop worth 50 million will become 1 million. Haha, I wonder if he'll be furious when he finds out!
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