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"Snapped…"

"You beast!"

"Who taught you to associate with the Tong guy, and even brought people to plot against your eldest brother?"

"I'll beat you to death, you beast!"

"You traitor, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to your father and brother and admit your mistakes."

Qian's Manor.

It was the old place where Lu Yang met the old man of the Qian family.

In the middle of winter.

Fortunately, this is Pengcheng, which is located on the southern coast of China, so the old man of the Qian family still has the leisure to fish here.

Behind his wheelchair, not far from the lake shore, on a gravel path, was a young man kneeling with his upper body naked. He was shivering from the cold, with snot and tears on his face, but he could not hide his fear.

one time…

Two times…

three times...

Someone was whipping him with a whip, seemingly very hard.

The pumping made a loud snapping sound.

He whipped and scolded, then gave a lash and secretly glanced at the elderly man in the wheelchair by the lakeside.

This is also an old man.

And although he didn't seem to be seriously ill and needed a wheelchair, he was still a cripple because he was using a crutch in his other hand.

There was also a strong man supporting him nearby.

Maybe he was afraid that he would use too much force and fall down.

The second young master Qian cried out in pain.

Do the whole show.

Because the person who was beating him with the belt was his own father, it seemed that each time the belt was raised high and waved with great power, but when it fell, it was like a dragonfly skimming the water. It looked scary and made a snapping sound. It really hurt when it really hit his body, but it was not enough to make people want to die.

But he was panicking!
It's been almost 10 minutes, why doesn't Daddy forgive him?

Turn the wheelchair around!

Let him get up first!

Otherwise, in this cold winter, even in the south, being shirtless for a long time would be unbearable. You might be beaten to death by your own father, but end up freezing yourself like a dog because of this tragic drama. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"hiss--"

"so cold!"

"Damn old man, I just went to a nightclub and talked to that bastard for a few words, that's all, and that bastard even had someone beat me up."

"Ouch, damn it!"

"He should be punished. Shouldn't that bastard be punished?"

"You are so biased. My last name is Qian, but that bastard's last name is not Qian."

"Fuck, dear father, please be gentle, it hurts me so much. Why should we let this bastard run a company with annual sales of hundreds of millions?"

"I don't accept it. Ouch, stop hitting me, okay?"

"Young Master Tong just wants to follow Boss Ye in doing business in an orderly manner. Is that wrong?"

"Is it wrong for me to take some agency fees and have fun?"

"Hit me, make me kneel here with my bare chest to make a fool of myself, all of you wait, don't let me take power, I will make you all fall to the ground, damn it, ouch, you old man, we agreed to put on a show, you really want to kill me?"

This Second Young Master Qian had fair and tender skin, but I didn't expect him to be quite resistant to being hit. Even though he screamed, at least he didn't jump up and run away, right?

Well, there is a bit too much inner drama.

"Bah, you deserve it, you are such a traitor, just beat him to death."

"Haha, sister, you're overthinking. Just keep beating him like this. When the sun sets, this guy will probably be fine. Didn't you see that, even though he screamed fiercely, his back didn't suffer much, did it?"

"Can a father beat his son to death?"

"Why don't you let me do it instead? I guarantee that after a few lashes, he won't even be able to scream, and will roll on the ground in pain. I'll call him daddy."

"Brother, who are you calling dad? Speak softly, dad is still in front. Don't let my dad hear you, otherwise I will punish you like this kid."

Among the onlookers, all were members of the Qian family, except Xiao Jun, who was a person from another family.

Because he was one of the parties involved, he was called over to be a witness.

As a result, both siblings were not satisfied with the punishment.

If Qian Youyou was muttering softly, then Xiao Jun was shouting loudly regardless of the occasion.

As a result, many members of the Qian family who were close to the second son of the Qian family among the onlookers cast dissatisfied glances at the two of them.

Especially close ones, such as the second son Qian's biological mother, felt sorry for her son being beaten, and stared at Xiao Jun and Qian Youyou who were whispering with resentment in her eyes:

A bastard, a money-loser, what's there to be so arrogant about?
Just wait, you will be in trouble sooner or later.

"Brother, Feng'er has already done something wrong. I've already beaten him. How about we just forget it?"

Another old man stood up. He was also one of the senior members of the Qian family. He was also the cousin of the old man of the Qian family with the same grandfather. In terms of ranking, he was the third in the Qian family.

He also has sons, several of them, and grandsons, but why doesn't he participate in this fight for the throne?

Because I have no status.

The father of the second son of the Qian family followed the old man of the Qian family through life and death, and exchanged his broken leg for the old man of the Qian family's sympathy for him.

In order to allow him to retire without any worries and live in peace, he was given a lot of extra shares beyond the investment ratio of Qian Group.

In addition, he raised his son and treated him as his own son.

The rest of the Qian family members also became rich. All the cousins ​​who were related to Old Man Qian, within the fifth degree of mourning, were included. Each family would own a corresponding proportion of the company's shares according to the amount of support and investment they had made, not a penny more.

This is the rule, with this one exception.

Therefore, there has always been a rumor that the second master of the Qian family broke his leg in order to save the first master of the Qian family. In order to repay him for saving his life and avoid being stabbed in the back by his clansmen, the first master of the Qian family had to transfer part of his shares to the second master Qian.

"Since my third brother has spoken, I have to give him some face. Second brother, stop beating him. If you continue beating him, he will be injured. Let the child get up, take him away and put clothes on first, then come back to answer me."

Old Man Qian, who was holding a fishing rod at the lakeside, finally spoke.

This made many of the tribesmen who were watching heave a sigh of relief at the same time.

This also gave the second master of the Qian family, who was holding the whip high but hitting it lightly every time, a way out. "Brother, I feel guilty... Let Feng'er resign from the company. I will take him back and lock him up so that this beast can't come out and anger his brother again."

The second master of the Qian family looked up with tears in his eyes and threw the belt in his hand onto the grass at his feet.

In good condition.

One can't help but sigh, just for this acting skill, he should at least win an Oscar, right?
"Second brother, don't be like this. Feng'er is still young. He was deceived by outsiders because he had little experience. But he is not a bad person. He is a top student who studied abroad. He is the Qilin child of our Qian family."

"Right, right, right. We can't deny his entire life just because he made a mistake. That would be unfair to Feng'er."

"No, he's been beaten and punished, and it's not a big deal. Our Qian family hasn't suffered any loss, so let's not be so picky, right?"

"Mr. Xiao, please say something. Do you really want to force me to death?"

"Hey, his last name is not Qian, so he doesn't care about the life and death of our Qian family. Big brother, please speak a fair word. Can this matter end here?"

Every member of the Qian family who stood up here felt full of sympathy for the second young master who was kneeling on the ground.

He glared intentionally or unintentionally at Xiao Jun, who was standing with his sister Qian Youyou with a sarcastic look on his face.

It was obviously the second son Qian who made the mistake and let the wolf into the house. He was suspected of plotting to take advantage of Xiao Jun's interests and even the interests of the Qian family as a whole into his own pocket. But they chose to side with the second son Qian and were full of hostility towards Xiao Jun. Why?

Xiao Jun's face turned ashen, and he clenched his fists tightly. If his sister hadn't held his arm tightly to stop him from doing anything wrong, he really wanted to rush forward and beat these despicable old guys one by one so that their parents in the underworld would not be able to recognize them.

"Dad, Dad, I was wrong. I was confused and shouldn't have misjudged him. But I really didn't know in advance that he wanted to covet the shares of Little Prodigy in Big Brother's hands!"

"I...I am really innocent, Dad, you have to believe me, I just thought he wanted to do business with you, wanted to get some VCDs from your company to sell overseas, I was helping you, yeah, I did take his money, but I just took a little middleman fee, I was wrong, Dad, please say something, can you help me plead with Dad, ok?"

"Second sister..."

The second young master Qian is still acting.

But his acting skills were poor and his movements were exaggerated, so he could only fool the Qian family members around him, but not Xiao Jun and Qian Youyou, who witnessed his exaggerated acting throughout.

As for the old man of the Qian family who had his back to the crowd and seemed to be concentrating on watching the fish floats on the lake?
No one can guess what this old man is thinking.

"There is."

As soon as the float sank, Mr. Qian instantly swung his strong arms and pulled the fish on the bottom of the lake directly to the shore. It was a crucian carp about 15 cm long.

Old man Le was smiling happily and repeatedly ordered the man in black who was helping him with the wheelchair to quickly remove the fishhook from the fish's mouth.

"I eat it at noon. I use it to make soup. I put some soft tofu and beat a few eggs. It is delicious with white tofu and fresh fish."

He smiled and ordered another strong man in black to take the fish to the kitchen.

The old man from the Qian family asked someone to prepare the bait and then threw it into the lake.

Listening to these annoying voices in his ears, he complained a little: "Feng'er, get up. Daddy doesn't blame you. It's rare for an old man like me to encounter such good fishing conditions one day. Don't scare my fish away."

"So be it."

"Get out of here. Don't reply to me today. Think it over before you come back to reply to me. The same goes for you all. Go away. We didn't prepare lunch for you at noon. Go home and eat."

Many clansmen quickly bowed their hands in agreement, and the pretentious Second Master of the Qian family quickly dropped his crutches, went to personally help his shivering son up, thanked Old Master Qian, who was concentrating on fishing with his back to them and his son, and quickly evacuated with his men in dejected manner.

See they all walked away.

Xiao Jun and Qian Youyou, brother and sister, then approached their father from the left and right.

Qian Youyou complained: "Old man, is this the end of it?"

Xiao Jun didn't say anything. He knew that he didn't mean enough in Qian's father's eyes, so it would be useless to speak. It would be better to let his sister speak.

"Shh-"

"Keep your voice down!"

Mr. Qian asked the man in black beside him to help him fish for a while.

He held the handles of the wheelchair with both hands, turned his old body around, and said to his daughter, "You are still too young and impatient. Learn more from your brother. Your brother is the person involved in this incident. Have you seen him complain to me?"

Xiao Jun curled his lips and held back his words, thinking, "Does that mean I don't want to complain? I know that complaining is useless, okay? Ha, it's better to save some saliva to nourish my teeth."

He had a lot of complaints in his heart, and if he really spoke them out, it would probably make the old man angry to death, and then he would order the big men in black on both sides to pin him to the ground and beat him up.

It doesn’t matter if I beat him to death, he’s not my own child.

He is not stupid, why is he frowning like that?
Qian Youyou stepped forward, took the old man's hand, and said unwillingly: "Dad, they bullied my brother and wanted to covet your daughter's shares in Little Prodigy. Are you really not going to help us at all?"

How many old fathers can stand this level of pampering?
The old man of the Qian family is no exception. He is also an old father. What's more, the one acting like a spoiled child beside him is his only precious daughter, the only one of his own bloodline born after he was 40 years old.

He immediately raised his old hand and patted the back of his daughter's hand, saying, "Alright, alright, stop shaking, you're making me dizzy. Let me help you vent your anger and punish that young master of the Tong family. As for your cousin Qian Feng, don't be too bothered with him. He's still a child and doesn't understand things. We in the Qian family can't fight among ourselves for the time being. It's not good for you. You don't understand now, but you will understand later. Daddy is doing this for your own good."

Qian Youyou pouted and shook his father's arm, but finally nodded and promised his father not to pursue the matter further.

Mr. Qian patted his daughter's hand with satisfaction and said, "My dear daughter, go down first. I will talk to your brother."

Qian Youyou hesitated a little and turned to look at her brother Xiao Jun worriedly.

Until Xiao Jun also nodded at her.

She pouted and stood up, but still said worriedly: "Promise me, you can quarrel, but don't fight, especially brother. Although the old man is in a wheelchair, you can't beat the bodyguards around him. You should take it easy and don't argue. Just listen to what dad says, otherwise you will get beaten up for nothing. Mom is not at home today."

With the expression of an old mother caring about her silly son, Qian Youyou slowly walked away from the pavilion by the lake.

"Do you see clearly?"

"Ah."

"Any ideas?"

"No, what can I think? These are all your people, some are even your cousins, and even you can't do anything to them. Now, you're still asking me what I think? I'm a stranger, how can they listen to me?"

"Yeah, then go ahead."

"Oh."

"Wait, these people are ostracizing you because your last name is not Qian. The same logic applies to ostracizing your sister. After all, your sister is a girl. If she gets married, the family business will no longer belong to the Qian family.

Even if you can find a son-in-law, and your sister's child will have the surname Qian, these people still have doubts. Rather than taking a gamble on a conscientious outsider who does not have the surname Qian, it is better to choose an heir with the surname Qian from your own family.

Although your second uncle's son Qian Fengren is a little stupid, he meets the requirements. It will not be surprising if one day even your sister fails to inherit the Qian family.

So she can only rely on you. At least she still has 5% of the shares of the Little Prodigy Company that you manage. I have separated her from Qian's and completely transferred her to your sister's name."

The old man of the Qian family turned his wheelchair to Xiao Jun's side, motioned him to lower his head, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, support this family, and prove that you are not a waste. Can you do it?"

Xiao Jun clenched his fists and finally nodded heavily.

"Oh shit."

"The old man is always good at making big promises. He made me so angry, but he didn't give me any benefits at all."

"He even called me a loser. I fell for his trick again. I should have punched him just now. I'm so pissed off."

It was not until he walked out of Qian's manor that he could not help but slap himself a few times. (End of this chapter)