I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Don't worry, Xiaoqiang has your parents to take care of him. Jiang Chen will take care of everything over there."

The day of the transfer.

Besides the Fang family, the Hong family also came.

Mai Encui's eyes were filled with tears, half of which were sadness and the other half of emotion.

Her husband transferred to Xinghuo Medical Center in Jiangcheng, and as his wife, she naturally needed to accompany him, meaning she would most likely be unable to continue her work at the beauty salon.

But it doesn't matter.

With Zhou Shaohua being placed under investigation, the extortion charges against her husband were automatically dropped.

In other words.

The written property transfer contract was deemed valid.

Extortion and gifts.

It seems there are no boundaries at all; it's just a matter of a few words from some people.

and so.

Do I still need to work?

Selling that villa would be enough to ensure their family's livelihood for the rest of their lives.

"Thank you."

Looking at the concerned faces in front of her, Mai Encui felt remorse and shame, and could not utter any other words except those two.

Despite past grievances, her aunt Jiang Huazi held her hand and patted it gently.

“I’ve always thought you were a very strong person, so I hope you can persevere this time as well.”

The medical level in Jiangcheng is better than that in Shacheng, but Zhang Zhongquan's condition is not an ordinary illness; he is in a vegetative state, so no one had much hope.

but.

Regardless of whether a miracle occurs.

A little more hope is the driving force of life.

As the elders exchanged farewells, Jiang Chen and Fang Qing, who were about to depart with the ambulance, also said goodbye to Fu Zili.

"I really want to go to the concert with you guys."

Fu Zili sighed, his face full of envy.

The Koenigsegg that had become his car was parked in the parking lot of the Central Hospital, attracting countless eyeballs. When he argued with the guard, the security guard at the gate almost ran out to salute him.

The city of Shacheng is being battered by a violent storm, and the powerful and wealthy are all praying to gods and Buddhas in fear. At this critical juncture, it is truly an exception to be so high-profile.

"What's the use of just thinking? Take action."

Fang Qing encouraged him.

"How about you wait for me for a few days?"

"Then you have to ask them if the concert is still running."

All three laughed.

Fu Zili, who may become the biggest beneficiary of this earthquake, naturally couldn't get away to go to any concerts.

Not everyone still cares about their childhood dreams.

"Zhou Shaohua is still nagging about wanting to see you."

Fu Zili said to Jiang Chen.

That's just how the world works.

The cake is only so big.

The number of spaces at each level of the pyramid is limited.

If someone wants to climb up, someone at the top has to give up their spot, or rather, someone has to pull them down.

Just a few days ago, he was the arrogant and domineering Mr. Zhou.

Now he is a prisoner awaiting severe legal punishment.

Thinking about it now, it's somewhat heartbreaking.

"Next time, please give my regards to Young Master Zhou."

Mr. Jiang is still as polite as ever.

Fang Qing, perhaps in a good mood because she was about to head to Shacheng to see a concert, couldn't help but smile.

next time.

Who knows when that will happen?

Based on her professional experience, if all of Mr. Zhou's past crimes were dug up, it wouldn't be impossible for him to be executed.

"Okay. But he might not really want to see me."

Fu Zili's lips curled slightly, revealing a hidden sharpness.

"This young master Zhou did teach us something. We shouldn't be too arrogant and complacent."

Fang Qing said it casually, and Fu Zili immediately looked at her.

He naturally understood Qing Gege's intentions. The immense power and vanity that come with such a meteoric rise can easily inflate one's ego and cause them to lose themselves. He had to admit that he felt his own mindset had indeed changed.

Especially when watching the high and mighty Young Master Zhou become impotent, furious, and insane in front of him, the feeling was indescribable.

“After moving into the residence, I will hang Fan Wanli’s photo on the wall to constantly remind myself to take this as a warning.”

"Then hang it in the bedroom. Hanging it elsewhere is too creepy."

Jiang Chen continued the conversation.

The three of them laughed again.

"Alright, let's go. It'll take another two hours on the road. Your Uncle Zhang is still lying in the car waiting for us."

Fang Weiguo walked over. In the end, this father listened to his wife's advice and chose to leave it to fate.

Still the old saying.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

"Have fun." Fu Zili certainly didn't have the same complicated feelings as his Uncle Fang.

Jiang Huazi and her husband, along with Pan Hui, escorted Mai Encui over.

The two sides bid each other farewell.

"This girl, she's so impatient, she didn't even say hello."

As he watched the group get into the car, Fang Weiguo couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Uncle Fang, a daughter is like a tree that cannot be kept at home once she grows up."

Fu Zili, standing nearby, glanced at the ambulance and blurted out the answer without thinking.

Fang Weiguo tilted his head and glared, "You brat, now that you've made something of yourself, you don't respect us elders anymore, do you?"

Fu Zili withdrew his gaze.

Look at who these people are.

Qinggege's parents.

Jiang Chen's aunt and uncle.

"Uncle, even if I don't respect anyone else, I wouldn't dare to disrespect you."

He immediately begged for mercy.

"So many things have happened in Shacheng recently, you need to learn from them, you know?"

Fu Zili nodded quickly, knowing that the other party meant well, and replied earnestly, "Uncle Fang, don't worry, I won't let Jiang Chen and Fang Qing down."

Fang Weiguo hummed in agreement, about to say something more, but Fu Zili had already begun saying goodbye to the others.

"Auntie, Aunt Jiang, Uncle Hong, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

"This boy."

Seeing the other party slip away, Fang Weiguo was both amused and exasperated.

"Don't speak so casually. Fu Zili is quite something now."

“Sister Pan, no matter how remarkable he is, isn’t he still a junior in our eyes?”

Jiang Huazi said confidently with a smile, "And the stronger they are, the less we need to worry about being bullied in Shacheng."

The other three nodded in unison.

They're getting old, used to a simple life, and don't want any major upheavals. They're really happy with their lives now.

True gifts are not about forcibly giving something, but about knowing what the recipient needs.

Both families watched as the ambulance left.

Greenland Phase II.

That's right.

That's where Fan Wanli fell from the building.

The traces have long been cleaned up.

The construction team continued to perform their duties as if nothing had happened.

The loud engine noise attracted the attention of pedestrians on the roadside.

On the outskirts of the shops, Tie Jun, who was planning to open the first branch here, and Wu Yubin, the old squad leader who was accompanying him to look at the storefront, turned around and saw Fu Zili park the car and get out.

Wu Yubin, a Brahman from a county under the jurisdiction of Shacheng, had a complex expression in his eyes.

Tie Jun's face showed a look of reminiscence.

It seems like only yesterday that I picked him up from the detention center.

Fu Zili, who has taken over Greenland Phase II and will take over the entire Greenland Group, approached with a beaming smile.

Tie Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin, and replicated a classic expression from a TV show.

"Oh, the King of Sand City has arrived."

The three looked at each other and burst into laughter. (End of Chapter)