I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2572 - 1611: Return Gift (2)

"Wait."

"Wait?"

Chen Tai uncontrollably furrowed his brows deeply.

The other party remained expressionless, "In a law-abiding society, everything has to be based on evidence. Shaohua did not commit a crime. He’s innocent."

"The inspection team is already watching you, and you’re still deluding yourself. Fan Wanli jumped off a building in front of him, and you say it had nothing to do with him? Who would believe that?!"

With a "bang," the teacup was heavily placed on the tea table, Chen Tai said fiercely: "Are you crazy, or is he? Do you really think you’re a god and can do whatever you want? Fan Wanli was a star entrepreneur in Sha City, and Green Land is a leading enterprise there, not just any entity. Letting him die so tragically and sensationally, you’re simply..."

The woman remained unmoved, sitting upright and gracefully, "He knew too much."

Chen Tai took a deep breath.

"Fine. Assuming Fan Wanli had to die. What’s next? What are your countermeasures?"

"Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about anything."

"I said, Shaohua is innocent, and he did not commit a crime."

"Innocent? In the past, if you said he was innocent, he indeed was innocent. But it’s different now. Do you think you still have the final say here? Like Shaohua, you should wake up too!"

Chen Tai panted heavily, "Can’t you see it yet? The inspection team came for someone specific. They arrested the executives of Green Land but did nothing afterward. Why do you think that is?"

"They’re waiting too! Waiting for you to make mistakes! Drawing the snake out of its hole! Yet, you’re blinded by power, and one blinded by indulgence, ignoring everything and foolishly diving into the trap!"

The woman, likely never having been scolded like this, remained expressionless as she poured herself a cup of tea.

"What news did you hear from River City?"

"If you can’t hear anything, what can I find out?"

Anger aside, after all, they are... family.

Chen Tai’s eyes flickered intensely, "Politics is more realistic than any other circle. With the direction so clear, you can’t rely on anyone now. It’s fortunate if no one kicks you when you’re down."

"It’s not your turn to teach me how to do things yet."

The woman drank her tea.

One must admit, after decades of navigating officialdom, her composure or emotional control is unparalleled.

"Right. I am not qualified to teach you how to do things. Never was, and still not now. Then, why don’t you teach me what to do next? What should I do, what can I do?"

"As a businessman, what can you do?"

The woman faintly smiled as she sipped her tea, "Leave, go as far as possible, and don’t come back."

Chen Tai frowned, silently staring at her.

"After all these years, you haven’t fulfilled your responsibilities as a father, so why bother putting on an act now? It’s meaningless. Just leave quickly, or it might be too late to go later."

"Do you have a plan?"

Chen Tai still held expectations of her. Admiring the strong isn’t just a woman’s nature; it applies to men as well. Everything he has today was also given by her, so no matter the situation, he instinctively feels she can turn the tide magically.

"You’re right, Shaohua’s personality is largely my doing. So I will take responsibility."

The woman put down her teacup.

Knowing she was leaving, Chen Tai did not try to retain her; their meetings had always been so brief and hurried.

Only this time,

It seemed different from usual.

After getting up, the woman paused, turned her head, looked at Chen Tai’s relatively youthful face, and inexplicably smiled.

"Men are lucky; the older they get, the younger they seem."

In an instant, old memories surged up, and Chen Tai recalled when he was truly young.

Back then, Sha City was dubbed Pirate City, although various industries competed fiercely, the law and order was terrible, of course, that was the same nationwide at the time.

Back then, Fan Wanli was likely selling fish in the market, and he wasn’t President Tai yet, just a low-level watcher at a casino, apart from some muscle and a relatively good-looking face, he had nothing else.

"Hongxia..."

His anger dissipating, he involuntarily called out, his expression complex.

The woman had already turned away, without a trace of nostalgia, entering and leaving through the side door.

"Go. Live well."

Chen Tai vaguely recalled that unremarkable, young female officer who, despite being a public servant, came to gamble at their casino. Of course, it was only after she came several times that he noticed and got familiar with her.

He asked why she came to play, and her answer was straightforward.

Because the money earned from the public sector wasn’t enough to spend.

People.

Regardless of gender.

The desire for money is innate.

In those times, indeed, many public officials went into business and became the first to get rich.

Considering she was just a girl back then, Chen Tai, who was just a small enforcer, violated his duty to safeguard the casino’s interests and discreetly advised her that gambling is a scam, nine times out of ten you’ll lose.

You see.

Apart from those genetically predisposed hyper-aggressive types, good and evil both undergo an evolutionary process.

But she was quite carefree, perhaps appreciating his remaining ’conscience’, and coupled with winning some money that day, she generously handed him ten bucks, giving a response he remembers to this day.

"Gambling, like holding office, isn’t it all about taking your chances?"

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"Tsk-tsk."

Fu Zili was indeed sent the package from the deceased.

The contents did not disappoint.

As someone used to navigating the sewers, seeing the things Fan Wanli painstakingly collected still opened his eyes...

"No wonder a resigned village official said the things he experienced couldn’t even be written in novels. At night, he’d have a dream, as long as it wasn’t too outrageous, the next day it could come true."

Looking at these files, documents, and video materials, Fu Zili genuinely felt that his previous level was too low, and his vision and mindset were too narrow.

"Indeed, there’s no such thing as an innocent businessman. Secretly collecting so many things... Fan Wanli sent all this to us, he probably didn’t have good intentions."

Water can carry a boat but can also overturn it.

These things are indeed solid evidence of allegations, but if one’s strength is lacking, they might just be costly paper money for one’s own funeral.

If it were just him receiving it, undoubtedly, Fu Zili would never present it; even if not burned on the spot, it would be locked away in a safe forever.

No way he’d dare look at it alone; he only opened it after dragging Jiang Chen over.

Compared to Fu Zili, Boss Jiang was naturally much calmer, reviewing each transaction without any sign of fluctuation.

"This house, dare you live in it?"

He tossed a property transfer agreement to Fu Zili.

"Why not? I’m certainly not afraid of the dead."

Fu Zili fearlessly picked up the property agreement.

Exactly.

It was the villa Fan Wanli owned at Guan Mansion. In addition to company shares, he also transferred this property to Fu Zili’s name.

Of course.

He paid nothing for the shares, and the villa symbolizing status and prestige was given for free.

As if,

Appointing Fu Zili as his successor.

He had no better choices.

His relatives and descendants are all abroad, and they likely will never return in their lifetime.

"Before moving in, remember to invite a Taoist to cleanse the place."

Fu Zili chuckled, "The debt has its master. Even if Fan Wanli’s spirit lingers, I’ll just chat with him."

Some people have no reverence for ghosts or spirits.

Fu Zili clearly belonged to that kind.

Would someone who fought their way up fear ghosts?

More likely, ghosts would fear him.

"Thud."

In jest, another document was tossed over, very thin, and laid open.

Instinctively, Fu Zili picked it up and looked down.

"Thwap!"

Seeing this, someone unafraid of ghosts suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief and tossed the document away as if scorched.

"Take some time to burn some paper money as a return favor."

Jiang Chen turned and left.