Zhao Guozhong's face turned red with anger. "The money to open the restaurant was borrowed from my friends. Where did the money go? Don't you know?"
Uncle Li was a little guilty, but he still stubbornly insisted, "We don't care. Either Mom comes with us, or we get half of the restaurant. Otherwise, this isn't over, and you won't have an easy time either!"
After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets, turned his head to the side, sat down in the chair, and even hummed a tune.
Li Jiaqing thought to himself: This knife is still very useful.
Enjoying the show.
Everyone was stunned. This was outrageous! Calling the police wouldn't do any good.
Zhao Guozhong was so angry that he grabbed a stool and was about to smash it down, but Zhao Xiaoyue stopped him.
The old lady's eyes were red. She was just as angry now as she had spoiled her two sons when they were young. They had done all sorts of morally reprehensible things and had never done a single good deed!
Li Jiaqing feigned concern and said, "Uncle, we are all family. You're all doing so well running your restaurants and hotels here, you can't just leave us poor relatives without helping out, can you?"
Then, after looking around at everyone, he said passionately, "How about this, the old lady's investment will be counted on our behalf. After all, her household registration is with our family. What do you think?"
Aunt Mao immediately spat, "Dream on! So now that you can't extort money, you're resorting to outright robbery? Is there no justice left?"
So this is what they really wanted to achieve after all that talk.
Zhao Xiaoyue thought this couldn't go on, and was about to speak when she heard Uncle Li sneer, "Then we'll come here every day and tell everyone who comes and goes what we want!"
Ugh! They're all such troublemakers!
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