Fu Nanxiao's words put Jiang Yilai at ease. She only regretted that she had always held onto hope for this kind of person, thinking that she could change for the better, not realizing that she was giving bad people the opportunity to continue doing evil.
"You did the right thing this time, I support you."
Jiang Yilai stepped forward and leaned against him.
"I'm very happy to hear that."
"Don't think too much about it, let's go home early today."
Jiang Yilai nodded, packed her things, and went home with him.
Fu Jiang and his son spent the whole day with the old man, trying every possible way to get their hands on the file bag that they had obtained from Fu Nanxiao.
Although they weren't sure what was inside, they felt it was dangerous to them.
It was precisely their attitude that strengthened their belief that something was wrong, so when Old Master Fu returned, he immediately locked the item in the safe.
"Dad, is there anything else that's bothering you? Why don't we stay here with you tonight?"
The old man waved his hand: "I'm fine, I just haven't been sleeping well these past few days. I need to rest now, you and your son can go."
Fu Jiang gave his son a wink, and he quickly chimed in, "Grandpa, I'm worried about you. I think you should stay. Besides, it's been a long time since I've caught up with Grandma. Her birthday banquet is coming up soon, and I'd like to ask her what her plans are."
Mentioning this, the old man's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "I've just been released and you're already throwing a big banquet? What is it to celebrate?"
Fu Junhao shook his head: "That's not what I meant, I just wanted Grandma to be happy."
"Stop with this nonsense, I'm really sleepy, don't hang around in front of me." The old man said and lay down on the bed.
The old man had a notoriously bad temper, as they had all witnessed.
Seeing that he had lay down, I didn't say much, lest I upset him again.
Fu Jiang smiled obsequiously and said, "Then we'll be going now. If you need anything, please contact me."
The old man waved his hand impatiently, and judging from his attitude, it wouldn't be easy to seize the assets under his name.
Fu Jiang has already humbled himself to this extent; if he still can't get what he wants, he only wants to destroy it.
As he walked into the courtyard, Fu Junhao couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Dad, what exactly is in that document? Grandpa even locked the safe."
“What Fu Nanxiao sent must not be good. We need to be careful to avoid the old man distrusting us. We need to get him to make a will as soon as possible.”
"I can't think of anything that can limit him."
"Keep thinking even if you can't figure it out. You can't let a duck that's almost in your mouth fly away."
The power of attorney he has now is no longer enough for him; only something he actually has in hand is useful.
Old Master Fu, who had just lain down, got up. After enduring a whole day, he finally got rid of that annoying father and son. He opened the safe and took out a file bag, which contained a document and a voice recorder.
He understood Fu Nanxiao's character: either he didn't do anything, or he always did it to the extreme.
Therefore, there must be important information behind the gift he sent.
When he put on his glasses and looked at the contents, he was so angry he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.
It's full of fake accounts Fu Jiang has made over the years, and he's also been trying to win over talent in his company and bribe shareholders to undermine his power.
When the voice recorder was turned on again, it revealed the father and son's secret plot. They had initially wanted to kill him to seize control, and now they wanted to trick him into writing a will and then stage an accident.
In a fit of rage, Grandpa Fu threw the recording pen on the ground.
He's so foolish. How could he forget that he fainted and suffered a heart attack last time because Fu Jiang pushed him? How could he let a wolf into his house again?
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