Chapter 566 There is still a way to go
Han Yi's voice was shaking, and he subconsciously shrank back into the kang.
After Han Shuo's initial panic, what surged in his heart was overwhelming anger.
He pointed at Han Xi's nose and shouted hoarsely, "Han Xi! Do you really want to kill me? I'm your fourth uncle! Don't you see the contributions I've made to the Han family over the years? Just for that little bit of money, you want to send me to jail?"
"contribute?"
Han Xi walked slowly into the room, and his windbreaker swept across the glass fragments on the ground, making a crisp sound.
He didn't look at Han Shuo, but instead fixed his gaze on Han Yi. "Third Uncle, do you think what you did is worthy of being called a contribution?"
Han Yi avoided his gaze and said calmly, "Xiu Jin, let's talk it out. We're all family, there's no need to make a fuss like this. We're both old now, and if we were to go to jail, our lives would be over..."
"A family?"
Han Xi chuckled and sat down on a wooden chair against the wall. He crossed his legs and looked lazy, but his eyes were as cold as ice. "When you worked together to make the Mamba Mine's accounts flawless and passed the losses to the group, why didn't you think of us as a family?"
He paused, his eyes sweeping over Han Shuo. "When you used the Han Group's name to make deals with the Mamba warlords, smuggling arms and drugs and making huge profits, and almost dragging the entire group into a money laundering case, why didn't you think about us being a family?"
Han Shuo's face turned pale and blue, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
He didn't expect that Han Xi knew even these most secret things clearly.
Han Xi turned his gaze to Han Yi. "And Third Uncle. In those housing projects undertaken by Han Construction, you mixed scrap iron into the rebar and added water to the cement, just to save on the material costs. Last year, a building collapsed in the east part of the city, killing three workers. You paid to settle the matter with the families and shifted the blame to the project manager. Do you really think you can keep these things secret forever?"
Cold sweat oozed from Han Yi's forehead, flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto his washed-out shirt.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.
The room fell into deathly silence, with only the ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock striking at everyone's nerves.
The wind outside the window blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and they hit the window frame, making a humming sound, as if they were crying.
"I know you all want money."
Han Xi's voice softened slightly, but it carried an undeniable strength. "The Han family has enough money to provide you with luxurious living. You can make requests, ask for shares, or set conditions. I will agree to them all."
He stood up, walked in front of the two of them, and looked down at them: "But you shouldn't use any means necessary, and you shouldn't use the Han family and the entire Han family as a tool to make money, even at the cost of touching the bottom line of the law."
Han Shuo's shoulders completely collapsed. He squatted on the ground, his hands tangled in his messy hair, and let out a suppressed sob: "I know I was wrong... Xiu Jin, I really know I was wrong..."
He raised his head, his face covered with tears. "Please let me go this time, okay? I'll return all the money. I don't want anything. I just want to live a peaceful and stable life..."
Considering the amount of property he embezzled and the illegal transactions he was involved in, if he is sentenced, he will be sentenced to at least life imprisonment.
He is already 56 years old this year. If he really goes to prison, he will never get out in his life.
Han Yi also pleaded: "Xiu Jin, for your grandfather's sake, please let your fourth uncle go. We promise that we will never interfere in the company's affairs again. We will go abroad to retire and never come back..."
Han Xi looked at their miserable appearance without any sympathy in his heart, only a deep fatigue.
He knew from a young age that there was discord within the Han family, but he never expected it to get to this point today.
He was silent for a long time, so long that Han Yi and Han Shuo's hearts were in their throats, and then he slowly said: "You still have a way to go."
The two men immediately raised their heads, their eyes gleaming with the hope of survival, as if they had grasped the last straw. "What road? We agree!"
Han Xi looked out the window at the dark night sky and said in a low but clear voice, "The new mining project in Africa will take five years to put into production."
"The conditions there are tough and the environment is harsh, so we need someone to keep an eye on it. You go there and get the project off the ground. Five years later, if everything goes well, you can come back."
"Non...Africa?!"
Han Shuo's face looked grim. Why is it Africa again?
Han Xi noticed his hesitation and paused before adding, "This is your last chance. As long as you do this well, I can consider exchanging the evidence in my hand for you. But if you dare to play tricks or run away halfway..."
Han Yi and Han Shuo looked at each other and saw shock and hesitation in each other's eyes.
They had heard about the mining areas in Africa, where there was not only war but also malaria and various infectious diseases. Going there to work was no different from exile.
But compared to jail, this seems to be the best option.
"Okay... let's go."
Han Shuo gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice filled with determination to burn his boats.
Han Yi also nodded, a relieved expression on his face.
Han Xi said nothing more and turned and walked out of the room.
Jiang Bei immediately followed and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are you really going to let them go?"
"Send someone to keep an eye on it."
Han Xi's voice was as cold as ice. "For five years, they are not allowed to take a single step outside the project. If any problems arise with the project, send them directly to see the Mamba warlord."
Jiang Bei's heart trembled, and he nodded quickly: "Yes."
The next morning, Han Group’s announcement made headlines on the financial section.
The group withdrew the criminal lawsuit against Han Shuo and switched to economic compensation. Han Shuo will return the embezzled property in full to make up for the group's losses.
"It seems that family is still close. Han Xi finally softened his heart."
"I told you, no matter how much trouble you make, you can't really send your uncle to jail."
"Han Shuo is lucky that such a big thing can be settled privately."
There was a lot of discussion outside, and most people thought that Han Xi let Han Shuo go out of consideration for family ties.
Only the core management of the Han Group knew that from that day on, the names of Han Shuo and Han Yi disappeared from the group's address book, and no one had ever seen them again.
In the bedroom of the villa halfway up the mountain, warm yellow light fills the room.
Fang Li leaned against the head of the bed, watching Han Xi sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully massaging her feet.
His movements were gentle, and his fingertips gently kneaded her ankles with just the right amount of strength.
"Did they...really go to Africa?"
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