Grandma Xiaojie pleaded and begged, but the security guard wouldn't budge. Frustrated, she went back to a van and complained to Grandpa Xiaojie inside, "We can't even get in. How are we going to get Xiaojie out? We can't even get into the school. Maybe we should just give up."
“No, Xiao Jie is a member of our Zhao family. He must not fall into the hands of outsiders. He must be brought back to our hometown.” Xiao Jie’s grandfather was unwavering.
It turned out that after Zhao Wenshan moved out with his elderly parents, he rented a garden villa because he wanted to make a grand entrance. The annual rent was two to three hundred thousand yuan, which wouldn't have been a problem for him with his income. However, Lin Baiwei stopped him from paying the mortgage.
The problem is that his bloodsucking siblings are not quiet at all, and he has to send money every month. In addition, Zhao Wenshan is used to being generous and often treats his colleagues to meals and entertainment on weekends, and he pays for everything. Even if he earns millions a year, he can't keep up with his spending. He can't even keep up with the expenses in less than a month.
Zhao Wenshan certainly wouldn't compromise himself; he needed to maintain a certain image and keep good relationships with his colleagues, so he couldn't cut back on these expenses. Therefore, he could only reduce his spending with his parents and siblings.
The living expenses given to Zhao Wenshan's parents and the money sent to his siblings have been significantly reduced, less than half of what they used to be. Naturally, Zhao Wenshan's parents and siblings were unhappy, but since Zhao Wenshan had no money, there was nothing they could do. So, one of Zhao Wenshan's unscrupulous brothers set his sights on Xiao Jie.
This unscrupulous brother was the driver of the van, Zhao Wenshan's younger brother, and Xiao Jie's uncle, named Zhao Baishan.
"Mom, we have to get Xiao Jie back. As long as Xiao Jie is in our hands, that woman Lin Baiwei is like dough in our hands, we can mold her as we please. We'll make her give Xiao Jie living expenses, and we'll pay whatever it is. Humph, she won't dare to shortchange us by a single penny." Zhao Baishan's eyes gleamed, his calculations were crystal clear.
He didn't know Lin Baiwei made so much money before, and thought his second brother was the pillar of the family, so he always clung to him. Humph, now that he knows, he naturally has to change his plans. In short, it's absolutely impossible for him to do any work.
For over ten years, they had been idle and carefree, never having to do any work. They lived a life of luxury, sleeping until they naturally woke up. Although they hadn't counted money until their cramps cramped, Zhao Wenshan was still quite generous. His family was undoubtedly a wealthy household in the village, and everyone envied his idyllic life.
However, Zhao Baishan was still not satisfied. Human desires are endless. His wife gave birth to another son for him last year, so he now has two sons and a daughter. The three children need to eat, drink, and go to school. He also has to go to the village store every day to play cards. His wife needs to buy clothes for the changing seasons and new jewelry when she visits her parents' home. All of these things cost money.
Moreover, Zhao Baishan was tired of rural life and wanted to be a city dweller, eating government-subsidized grain. He could achieve this wish by buying a house in the county town. He had inquired and found that a three-bedroom, two-living-room house would cost around 100,000 yuan, which he definitely couldn't afford, not even 10,000 yuan.
Some time ago, he subtly inquired with his second brother, Zhao Wenshan. Judging from his brother's tone, he didn't want to help him buy a house anymore, and even started to reduce his usual expenses. So Zhao Baishan set his sights on Xiao Jie.
The child is the thread that ties a woman together. As long as he holds onto Xiao Jie, Lin Baiwei, no matter how capable she is, will have to obey his orders. Doesn't he earn tens of millions a year? Hmph, all that money is his.
He's not buying apartments anymore; he wants to live in a big villa.
Zhao Baishan's eyes gleamed with greed, determined to succeed. As long as he could persuade his mother to cooperate and bring Xiao Jie out, he would be able to take him back to his hometown. Even if Lin Baiwei had three heads and six arms, she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
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