Chapter 14 — After Mom Remarried, I Inherited 40% of the Shares

Hua Chan Hoa? Came at just the right time. I also want to see what role you and your mother plan to play. I sent the address of Lawyer Tan's office to Trieu Thuc Phan. Then asked lawyer Tan to prepare a "meeting gift" for me. Half an hour later, a man wearing a floral shirt, a large gold chain, and shiny slicked-back hair, strutted into lawyer Tan's office. That is Hua Chan Hoa. A typical playboy, his body has been worn down by alcohol and prostitutes, his eyes are sunken, and his steps are frivolous. As soon as he entered, he used his eyes as if evaluating an item, scanning me from top to bottom.

"Are you Hua Niem?"

He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, his tone full of arrogance.

"It looks good, at least better than that lady Phuong Van Tinh with a yellow face like saffron."

Besides him, there were two muscular men who looked like bodyguards, standing behind them with menacing eyes. I didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"Okay, stop sitting there pretending to be pitiful."

Hua Chan Hoa waved his hand impatiently.

"You probably heard everything my mother said, right? If you know how to do it, hand over all the company's shares and sign the papers. I'll make sure you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

He's even lazy about acting. Directly revealing the face of greed.

"What if I don't sign?"

I asked leisurely.

"Don't sign?"

Hua Chan Hoa seemed to have just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world and immediately burst out laughing.

"Brat, don't be so stubborn."

"Do you think you can compete with the Hua family?"

"I tell you, in Beijing, it's easier for my mother to want someone to disappear than to squeeze an ant to death."

His eyes turned cruel.

"I didn't come here today to negotiate."

"It's to inform."

He took out a prepared share transfer contract from his briefcase. Then threw it straight down in front of me.

"Or I'll make it impossible for you to sign forever."

A blatant threat. Lawyer Tan frowned and was about to speak when I stopped him with my eyes. I picked up the contract to look at it. In the transferee section, clearly state: Hua Chan Hoa. Transfer price: It's true that you want to swallow someone without spitting out bones.

"Okay."

I picked up the pen. A triumphant smile immediately appeared on Hua Chan Hoa's face. He thought I had submitted. But I didn't sign it. I took a pen and wrote a series of numbers in the blank space on the contract. Then push the contract back in front of him.

"This is my bank account number."

Hua Chan Hoa was stunned.

"What does this mean?"

"I mean, if you want me to sign, that's fine."

I leaned back in my chair, looking straight at him. Every word.

"First transfer 1 billion yuan to this account."

"Consider me selling it back to you."

"After all, I am also a member of the Hua family."

"Can't sell too cheap, right?"

That number was like a bomb exploding right in front of Hua Chan Hoa. He stood there stunned for three seconds. Then boom.

"Are you crazy?!"

"1 billion yuan?!"

"Why don't you just go rob it?!"

He was so angry that his face turned red. The blue veins on his neck were bulging.

"Bitch!"

"You dare to joke with me?!"

He jumped up from his chair. He raised his hand to slap me directly in the face. The two bodyguards behind him also immediately took a step forward. Fierce eyes. But they are fast. Lawyer Tan's men were even faster. Four The bodyguard dressed in black who had been standing outside the reception room immediately rushed in. All are former special forces hired by lawyer Tan from a professional security company. From their aura to their skills, they were far superior to those two famous and insubstantial bodyguards. Only two painful groans were heard. Hua Chan Hoa's two bodyguards were pinned to the floor. Cannot move. Hua Chan Hoa's raised arm stiffened in midair. Face full of horror.

"What... what do you want to do?!"

He tried to be aggressive.

"I'm warning you!"

"I am from the Hua family in Beijing!"

"You dare touch a strand of my hair, my mother will not forgive you!"

I laughed.

"Uncle, don't be nervous."

I stood up. Go in front of him. Pour yourself a cup of tea.

"We are civilized people."

"Don't move your hands or feet."

I placed a cup of tea in front of him.

"We're just talking reason."

"By the way, calculate some debts."

Hua Chan Hoa looked at the smile on my face. But in his eyes, that smile was scarier than the devil. He did not dare accept the cup of tea.

"I... you and I don't have any debt to count!"

"Why not?"

I put the cup of tea on the table. Then receive the "meeting gift" from lawyer Tan. It's an audit report. A financial audit report on all companies named after Hua Chan Hoa over the last five years.

"In Beijing you have eight companies, right?"

I open the report. Read slowly.

"A karaoke bar."

"Two bars."

"Three investment companies."

"And the two companies... oh yeah..."

"'Cultural Communication'."

Hua Chan Hoa's face began to change.

"In those eight companies."

"There are six companies that lose money all year round."

"It all depends on my grandmother, Mrs. Trieu Thuc Phan, constantly pouring money from the Hua family's parent group to maintain operations."

"And those two profitable 'cultural media' companies..."

"And he's doing some not-so-legal activities."

I raised my head. Smiling meaningfully.

"For example, tax evasion."

"The amount of money involved is hundreds of millions of yuan."

"For example, organizing illegal casinos."

"Or money laundering."