"You mean Ziyan's trust fund?!" Mr. Huo was even more surprised. "Didn't I tell you earlier that I would transfer the income from those funds to Shao Heng early on?"
"... But according to the will, those profits should belong to you... Shao Heng is so filial, as long as you ask, he will not fail to return it to you." Zhang Feng said softly, his eyes were softer than water, looking at him with admiration and admiration Turning to Mr. Huo: "Besides, Sister Xie was so loving to you during her lifetime, she will definitely not care about a little money."
"Little money?! One billion is just small money in your eyes? One billion Zimbabwe dollars?" Mr. Huo gradually frowned, "Zhang Feng, aren't you confused by your brain?"
Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and his voice became softer: "Mr. Huo, I know that more than a billion is not a small amount of money to you, and to me. I may only have this little money in my life. But Sister Xie is different, hers There are so many properties that we can't count. The trust fund's annual income alone is so much, right? Think about it, after so many years, what a huge amount of wealth it is? Please come over and help me pay back your share. Give it to the military, okay?"
"... I only have this little money in my life..." Mr. Huo was stunned for a while, then closed his eyes with a heavy sigh, "Sixteen years ago, five or six members of your family lived in a two-bedroom apartment of less than fifty square meters. Today, you told me that one billion is small money, and you will only have one billion in your lifetime... "
Zhang Feng was a little uneasy, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily, and he muttered in a low voice: "I am speaking from Sister Xie's perspective, not myself. If I were as rich as her, I would definitely give it to you without hesitation. Are you Her husband, everything she owns belongs to you, but you are still so polite and refuse to use her for a penny. Sister Xie will be so sad when she finds out..."
Although Mr. Huo has been biased in the past sixteen years, he has not yet become confused.
He glared at Zhang Feng and finally stood up with a slap on the table, "That's enough for you! How many times have I said this! The trust fund was established with Ziyan's dowry. I'm already very embarrassed that she gave me part of the proceeds. You Actually...you actually...how do you have to say it?!"
Zhang Feng didn't expect that Mr. Huo still refused to let go. She cried anxiously: "Mr. Huo, isn't there anything I can do? I know I shouldn't speak, but people are poor and have short ambitions. What can I do? I You can’t really go to jail, right?!”
"If you don't want to go to jail, just take out the money and pay off the debt. It's not like you can't pay it out. You are richer than me. How dare you ask me to ask for Ziyan's dowry?" Mr. Huo said coldly, "Do you want to sit through the jail or not?" If you want to seek death, make your own decision!"
Mr. Huo left the Imperial City Military Police angrily and went home in his own car.
Zhang Baochen didn't dare to go with him. After Mr. Huo left, he quietly turned back to see Zhang Feng.
"Mom, how was your discussion with the chief? Did the chief agree?" Zhang Baochen asked cautiously, because Zhang Feng's face was very ugly, and it seemed that the conversation was not going well.
Zhang Feng lowered his head and wrung his hands in front of him. After pondering for a long time, he finally made up his mind and asked Zhang Baochen to come over and whisper in his ear: "... You should keep in touch with the chief. If the chief agrees to lend me money, Pay off the debt, forget it, and continue to keep secret. If the chief doesn't agree, you threaten to reveal your identity."
"Ah?!" Zhang Baochen was stunned, "Isn't this bad?"
Judging from his age, everyone can tell that Mr. Huo had an affair with someone while his wife was still alive. Otherwise, why would his wife have only died eighteen years ago and his illegitimate son would already be over forty years old...
"I'm not asking you to say it for real? Why are you so stupid?" Zhang Feng finally couldn't help but stab his son, "Threat, I'm talking about threat. With Mr. Huo's temperament, he values reputation more than anything else, including men and women. feelings between each other.”
"That's it..." Zhang Baochen thought deeply, "What if he doesn't agree?"
"He will definitely agree." Zhang Feng nodded with confidence, "Believe me, as long as you threaten to reveal your life experience to the media, he will give you no matter how much money you ask for."
"How much money?" Zhang Baochen disagreed, "Although the chief has a high military rank, he doesn't have much money left with his dead salary."
"He doesn't have it, his wife's trust fund does." Zhang Feng whispered to his son how to take advantage of the situation.
Zhang Baochen was a little embarrassed after hearing this, and whispered: "That's not the chief's money, can we have it?"
"Of course! That's Mr. Huo's wife's money, that is, Mr. Huo's money. This was the rule when we got married."
"So don't be afraid, just stay put and wait and see what happens. If the chief is asking people around, don't mention it. If the chief still fails to release me in the end, you go to him and threaten to reveal your life experience to him. Media." Zhang Feng planned for his son step by step, "Do you remember?"
"... It's so troublesome, why not sell all the properties in your name, plus the money in your bank account, it's almost done, right? Why calculate other people's money?" Zhang Baochen curled his lips disapprovingly, "As for Chief...as long as you come out, can the chief ignore you? Why are you holding so much money in your hand?"
"I'm calculating other people's money?! Who am I doing this for?!" Zhang Feng was almost crazy because of his son's anger, "I'm old, what's the point of getting so much money? It's not for you! You have no conscience of!"
Zhang Baochen was so scolded by Zhang Feng that he couldn't hold his head up.
"Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry." He sincerely apologized to Zhang Feng and promised to do what she said.
Zhang Feng nodded with satisfaction, "I've finally thought about it. Let me tell you, in this world, money is not everything, but having no money is absolutely impossible. You have to remember, everything mom does is For the sake of you and your two sons and daughters, don’t be careless and give money away casually.”
Zhang Baochen secretly thought, I have no money, what should I give as a gift
He chatted with Zhang Feng for a while before leaving the gendarmerie and going home.
As soon as he got home, he found Mr. Huo sitting at his house, talking to his two grandchildren, Zhang Wenjie and Zhang Wenna.
These two children grew up beside Mr. Huo, and were closer to him than Huo Shaoheng.
"Chief, have you eaten?" Zhang Baochen came in and asked sarcastically.
Mr. Huo glanced at him and said, "I haven't eaten yet. I'm waiting for you."
"Wait for me?" Zhang Baochen was very surprised, "What are you waiting for me for?"
"Come back to Huo's house with me. You have to ask Shao Heng for help with your mother's matter." Although Mr. Huo had just spoken sternly to Zhang Feng at the gendarmerie and refused, after coming out, he thought about it and felt It's better to ask Huo Shaoheng first and let him make an idea.
"Shao Heng?" Zhang Baochen shrank his neck, "He doesn't want to see us."
"Don't be so cowardly." Mr. Huo felt uncomfortable seeing his weak look. "He is your nephew. If you have any difficulties, just tell him. If you don't ask him, how will he know that you need help?" ?”
"But..." Zhang Baochen scratched his head, "I always feel that Shao Heng won't agree."
"You haven't asked yet, how do you know he won't agree?" Mr. Huo stood up with a tigerish face, "Let's go back with me."
Zhang Baochen quickly held Mr. Huo's arm and went out with him, returning to the Huo family in the Military Headquarters.
On the way back, Mr. Huo called Huo Shaoheng back with a phone call.
When they entered the house, they found Huo Shaoheng already waiting in the house.
"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" Huo Shaoheng asked quietly, not yet changing out of his military uniform.
Mr. Huo glanced at him, frowned and said, "You're celebrating the New Year, why are you still wearing a formal military uniform?"
"I'm already working." Huo Shaoheng rubbed his forehead, "If you have anything to do, tell me quickly. I have a meeting with people in the United States tonight."
Mr. Huo glanced at Zhang Baochen, "What do you mean? Didn't you just say it well on the way?"
Huo Shaoheng looked over with a pair of deep black eyes. He said nothing quietly, but his gaze was so intimidating that it made Zhang Baochen hesitate and almost unable to raise his head.
"Say it quickly!" Mr. Huo was annoyed, "Why are you hesitating? Are you my little wife?!"
Zhang Baochen was forced to have no choice but to say: "Shao Heng, can you help us find a way to release my mother?"
"She was taken away by the gendarmerie. I don't have that much authority." Of course Huo Shaoheng refused, but he used a more high-sounding reason.
"...Is there really no other way?" Zhang Baochen covered his face and almost cried.
Huo Shaoheng looked at his "third uncle" and didn't understand how a shrewd and forbearing person like Zhang Feng could raise his son to be such a loser.
"Yes, Shao Heng, can't you think of a way?" Mr. Huo patted Zhang Baochen on the back and was very kind to him.
Huo Shaoheng looked at the affectionate father and son with cold eyes for a while, crossed his arms, and said slowly: "It's not impossible."
"What can we do? Say it quickly!" Mr. Huo and Zhang Baochen asked together.
"The properties and bank deposits in Zhang Feng's name are about a billion. If she hands them over, she can at least reduce her crime by more than half." Huo Shaoheng did not finish his sentence.
That is, after paying back the money, you can avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living crime.
If you don't pay back the money, well, you'll be worse off than dead.
Mr. Huo and Zhang Baochen looked at each other.
The troublesome thing is to ask Zhang Feng to hand over the money...
"This... this much money, I'm afraid my mother won't be able to get it together for a while. Chief, can you... lend me some?" Zhang Baochen thought for a long time, but still couldn't ask for money directly, and finally used the word "borrow" .
Mr. Huo shook his head, "I don't have that much money. Why don't you ask Shao Heng?"
"It won't be impossible." Huo Shaoheng sat on the sofa and crossed his legs. As if he didn't hear the father and son singing in harmony, he said pleasantly: "How about this, you first get a power of attorney for all the property on your mother's side. Come here, I give you full authority, and I’ll find someone to auction it for you to see how much it can sell for. If it’s not enough, we’ll find another way, what do you think?”
Zhang Baochen thought this was a good idea and looked at Mr. Huo: "Chief, how about this...?"
Mr. Huo looked at Huo Shaoheng with a sullen face, and waved to Zhang Baochen, "You go get the authorization letter first, and I want to talk to Shao Heng."
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