Power and wealth bring fragrance

Tang Family Villa.

"My son!"

"Big brother!"

Tang Hai's widow, with her son and daughter, embraced Tang Jun, who had rushed back, and wept bitterly, unable to catch her breath.

Even though Tang Jun's heart was as hard as iron, tears welled up in his eyes as he hugged his mother and younger siblings tightly.

Zhao Xuan stood to the side, not daring to utter a sound, his eyes constantly scanning the nine silent Annamese soldiers standing beside him.

With these nine people, the rumors of a connection between the Tang family and the Annamite general were finally confirmed.

The fact that they can lend out soldiers at will suggests that the relationship between the Tang family and the Annam general is probably much closer than rumored.

After overcoming the initial tension, Zhao Xuan became excited instead.

The greater Tang Jun's power, the more ferocious his revenge will be.

The worse Liu Xiangrong and Wei Yuan's fates became, how could he not be happy?

Meanwhile, Tang Jun's family cried and wailed for a long time, and after venting their emotions, they gradually calmed down.

Tang Jun helped his wife sit on the sofa, rubbed his eyes, glanced at his younger brother and sister who were sitting quietly to the side, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Mom, you've all worked so hard these past few days."

"I'm back, so you don't need to worry anymore."

"How is the company doing right now?"

Madam Tang wiped her eyes, her face filled with sorrow and resentment.

"After your father died, that bitch Liu Xiangrong joined forces with Yue Qingsheng to launch a surprise attack on the group."

"Cash, designers, franchisees, directly operated stores, raw stones and processing plants have all suffered heavy losses, and the group's size has shrunk to less than one-fifth of what it used to be."

"If it weren't for you holding things together in Annam, the Bafu Group would probably have gone bankrupt by now."

As Tang Jun listened, he couldn't help but clench his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing, and his eyes burning with a intensity that could almost burn a person alive.

After finally suppressing the burning anger in his heart, Tang Jun took a deep breath.

"It's alright. Now that I'm back, I'll be able to take these things back sooner or later."

"Most importantly, what exactly happened to my father?"

Madam Tang's face darkened, and without saying a word, she gently handed a folder on the table to Tang Jun.

Inside are all the investigation records of Tang Hai's death.

Tang Jun opened the book, read ten lines per page, and his face turned extremely gloomy.

"So, the old man was really just unlucky and got hit by a car and died?"

Tang Jun looked at Madam Tang with a sense of absurdity.

He was far away in Annam, and news was not readily available.

The initial news he received was that Tang Hai had died in a car accident after getting into a fight with someone, and he thought Tang Hai had been assassinated.

According to the investigation record of the Deepsea City Police Department, Tang Hai was simply unlucky and was hit and killed by a complete stranger.

This is even more absurd because it happened after Tang Hai had instructed his driver to attempt to kill someone.

What is this?

Is the cycle of karma real and will it always bring retribution?

If this had happened to someone else, Tang Jun would have made fun of them for a year or two.

But when it happened to his own father, Tang Jun couldn't laugh at all.

After a moment of silence, Tang Jun threw the record on the table, the absurdity on his face disappearing, replaced by a ruthless cruelty.

"In any case, the old man died because of these people."

"Besides, they also joined forces to plunder the family business; they must be held accountable for this!"

Looking at her eldest son's ruthless face, Madam Tang spoke with some concern.

"What are you planning to do?"

Tang Jun pointed to the nine Annamese men standing in a row behind him, his eyes filled with a disdainful, ruthless, and arrogant look.

"These are top-notch soldiers I borrowed from General Luo."

"Each of them is a veteran of countless battles and possesses exceptional skills."

"Although there are only nine of them, with proper coordination, even ninety rabble would not be a match for them."

"The old man is dead; someone must be buried with him."

"They've eaten every single thing from our house; they have to give it all back to me!"

Tang Jun slammed his hand on the coffee table in a fit of rage.

That domineering and unparalleled aura immediately drew cheers from the younger siblings beside him.

"Big Brother is so cool!"

"That's how it should be! We should wipe out all those who bullied our family!"

"Shut up!"

But their cheers were cut short by a stern rebuke from Madam Tang.

After glaring at her youngest son and daughter, Madam Tang looked at Tang Jun with a serious expression.

"Doing that will create a huge commotion. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Tang Jun nodded, his ruthless gaze unchanged.

"All nine of them were unfamiliar faces, and they all used false information when they came in."

"Once things escalate, we can easily board a ship, leave the deep sea, and return to Annam to live a carefree life."

Upon hearing this, Madam Tang's eyes flickered slightly, but ultimately turned into a chilling and ruthless expression as she gritted her teeth and spoke.

"In that case, let's do it!"

"Your father died under mysterious circumstances. I can't sleep until I get revenge for him."

"Zhao Xuan".

Madam Tang suddenly spoke, and Zhao Xuan, who was lost in thought, snapped out of it and hurriedly ran over, bowing and scraping.

"Mrs. Tang, you wanted to see me?"

Madam Tang didn't look at him, but gave instructions to Tang Jun.

"This guy is Liu Xiangrong's ex-husband, and he knows her and the Jinyu Group very well."

"Have him cooperate with you."

Tang Jun nodded slightly, then turned his head and gave Zhao Xuan a cold, sharp look.

Zhao Xuan shuddered, and the smile on his face unconsciously brightened even more.

Tang Jun didn't waste any words and spoke coldly.

"I don't care what grudges you have with Liu Xiangrong, or whether you want to use someone else to kill her and take revenge on her."

"I only care about information concerning Liu Xiangrong, Wei Yuan, and Yue Qingsheng, the three people who caused my father's death and were involved in the plundering group."

"Now, show us your value."

After saying that, Tang Jun stopped talking and stared intently at Zhao Xuan with wolf-like eyes.

Zhao Xuan's breath hitched. Not daring to be negligent, he quickly gathered his thoughts and spoke.

"I won't go into the details of how President Tang (Tang Hai) became enemies with Liu Xiangrong and Wei Yuan; you should have already seen the investigation records."

"What Mrs. Tang didn't tell you is that Liu Xiangrong and Wei Yuan, that despicable couple, even forced Mrs. Tang to sign a transfer agreement in front of President Tang's funeral hall. It's simply outrageous."

"Moreover, the Jinyu Group of Liu Xiangrong took the lion's share of the spoils from the surprise attack on the Bafu Group."

"Therefore, I suggest you start by targeting Liu Xiangrong and Wei Yuan."

"Recently, Liu Xiangrong has been busy digesting the spoils of the Bafu Group and hasn't made any major moves."

"It's just that Wei Yuan, being a locksmith, is too small a target, so I couldn't catch a trace of him."

"But he's just an extra, insignificant."

"Once we deal with Liu Xiangrong, Wei Yuan will definitely step forward, and then we can easily deal with him."

"I wonder how you plan to deal with Liu Xiangrong, Young Master?"

"I will follow your orders in everything."