I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2570 - 1610: Father and Son

City Bureau.

Young Master Zhou, who was stirring up clouds in Sha City, walked out leisurely. The bright afternoon sunlight made him involuntarily squint his eyes.

About a hundred meters away, the sound of trucks rumbling across the highway above the city could be heard.

Zhou Shaohua stood on the steps of the city bureau building, stretching his muscles with a lazy yawn.

Hmm.

He came in before noon.

But now it’s afternoon.

The afternoon of the next day.

It’s been over twenty-four hours since Green Land’s chairman jumped off a building.

As Sha City’s leading real estate company and a major taxpayer, the chairman’s death at his own project site was bound to have widespread ramifications.

This matter is of great importance. As the only witness at the scene, there was a natural obligation and responsibility to assist in the investigation.

Born and raised in Sha City, Young Master Zhou, who has no intention of venturing out of town, was certainly going to fully cooperate with the authorities, and after recording a two-hour statement, he even refused the police’s offer to let him go home temporarily, choosing instead to stay at the city bureau overnight.

What an exemplary model!

If every citizen showed such awareness, Sha City would likely have already become a civilized city.

Although he wasn’t a criminal, just assisting in police work, in a place like the police station, there’s no doubt that it’s difficult to get any sleep.

Stretching lazily to ease over twenty hours of fatigue, Young Master Zhou shrugged his shoulders and began to descend the stairs.

Having fulfilled his duty as a citizen to the best of his ability, he could now go home with a clear conscience and catch up on sleep.

The stairs outside the city bureau building were rather long.

There are nine steps.

Stacked together, they were certainly taller than the hastily erected retaining walls of Greenfield Phase II.

Young Master Zhou had just stepped down three steps when the electric gates at the entrance of the city bureau began to retract.

Two black sedans drove in, low-key yet not so low-key.

Zhou Shaohua paused slightly and then continued to descend the steps.

This is the city bureau.

Not a market.

Idle individuals and social vehicles are not allowed in, as it is common knowledge, and parking outside is not permitted either.

Therefore.

These two black sedans driving in with such self-assurance were definitely not idle individuals.

The two cars stopped in front and behind, quickly, and with a sense of urgency, entirely inconsistent with the calmness expected of luxury cars.

A middle-aged man stepped out from the back seat, wearing a brown casual outfit, his square face exuding a strong sense of mature masculinity. He left his bodyguards behind and walked straight towards Zhou Shaohua, who had just regained his freedom.

Zhou Shaohua smiled slightly, slowing his pace, just as the man reached him as he fully descended the stairs.

"Dad..."

"Slap!"

A loud slap echoed sharply.

With such force that made Zhou Shaohua’s head tilt to one side, even causing one of his ears to ring.

"You bastard!"

The typical successful middle-aged man was glaring angrily, his face livid as though his anger was still unsatisfied.

It was the legal society nowadays.

Especially given the location.

To hit someone at the city bureau?

Yet the law often yields to human emotions.

Even the judicious find household matters hard to settle.

A father disciplining his son, perhaps, isn’t that big of a deal.

Zhou Shaohua used his tongue to feel his cheek, slowly exhaled, then turned his head back to face the man who had long been away.

"Dad, why are you upset again?"

Upon seeing his lazy demeanor, the man who was influential in Sha City but chose to move to River City in the provincial government had his anger grow even further.

"Do you even know what you’re doing!"

Despite being struck, Zhou Shaohua appeared unaffected, experiencing the fading ear ringing, and even smiled.

He gestured towards the city bureau building, "I’m assisting the police with their investigation."

The man, surely having mixed well in River City, raised the arm he had just lowered, seemingly wanting to strike again.

Teeth clenched tight, his gaze sharp, full of pressure.

"You’re simply lawless!"

"I don’t quite understand what you’re saying, Dad. Have you just come back?"

Chen Tai, who owned multiple businesses, stated in an unquestionable tone: "Come with me."

"Where to?"

"You have no right to ask!"

Wait.

If they are father and son, why one is Chen and the other is Zhou?

Oh.

While taking the father’s surname has been Shen Zhou’s tradition since ancient times, traditions are not law, lacking coercive binding. They can be broken.

It is normal to take a grandfather’s surname or a mother’s surname.

Of course.

Young Master Zhou obviously didn’t take his mother’s surname, as he never had a mother when he was born, or rather didn’t even know who his mother was.

That’s why he told Fan Wanli before he was dying that he was a free-ranging wild child.

"I’m not going anywhere, Sha City is my home, I want to stay here."

Finally losing his temper, President Tai, who went far off to River City, was furious, raising his hand this time not to strike, but to point at his son.

"Useless! How did I, Chen Tai, end up with such a wimp for a son! You’re not unwilling, you’re scared! You think without your aunt’s protection, you wouldn’t be the feared Young Master Zhou anymore?"

Chen Tai spoke fiercely.

"Have you ever thought about it, your aunt can’t protect you forever! She is going to retire!"

Zhou Shaohua remained silent.

"Moreover, what you’re doing is implicating your aunt!"

"Dad, I believe you have no right to lecture me. Everything you have today is also thanks to your aunt, and even if you’ve gone to River City, this fact can’t be changed."

Chen Tai leaned in, like a seasoned yet undeterred old tiger, his expression even slightly sinister.

"I left Sha City to avoid implicating her. This time, you have no choice. If you’re unwilling to go, I’ll break your legs and carry you."

Zhou Shaohua clenched his teeth, face devoid of expression.

Just as the father and son were in a stalemate, another official vehicle rolled in.

Both the father and son looked over in unison.

Several men in administrative jackets stepped out and walked towards them, each with equally stern expressions.

Chen Tai frowned deeply.

"Who is Zhou Shaohua?"

The young master, with a slap mark still visible on his face, showed no panic, calmly responding, "I am."

"Come with us."

They revealed their credentials.

Clearly genuine, not borrowed.

Zhou Shaohua’s mouth curled slightly, forming a faint smirk, saying nothing, nodding cooperatively.

"Let’s go."

As he was about to leave, Zhou Shaohua stopped, still showing no fear.

After all, he had just spent a night inside the city bureau and still came out.

"Dad, looks like you can’t take me this time either."

He turned his head.

Beside him, Chen Tai said nothing, showing a face filled with extreme displeasure.

"Also, you are wrong. Everything I do is for her."

After speaking, Zhou Shaohua took the initiative to walk forward.