Shen Tong Tiandi: "That's good. Is your old man still in the dark?"
Wait, something's wrong! What does "being kept in the dark" mean by "Divine Power Heaven and Earth"? Could it be about the eight hundred million? Could it be that—Divine Power Heaven and Earth is Yang Zhe?!
My fingers trembled uncontrollably as I typed on the keyboard—I was so excited!! The person Qu Ling had gone to so much trouble to find was actually talking to me! So close! I had to seize this opportunity and find him!
After thinking for a while, I slowly typed on the keyboard: "I already know. He beat me up, but after all, we are father and son. The old man has smoothed things over, so I guess things can be resolved."
"real?"
I could feel Yang Zhe's excitement on the other end of the computer; his fingers must have been trembling as he typed.
"Well, this matter involves the military, so it can't be discussed openly in the first place, and they don't dare to make a big fuss about it." Most of what I said was true; the military did indeed suppress the matter, but that didn't mean they would let Yang Zhe off the hook for swindling 800 million.
"Then can I come back?" Yang Zhe asked.
"Come back, it's alright now."
"Is this all over?"
"Yeah, more or less."
"Your old man is amazing! He has incredible abilities!"
"How could he not save me, considering I'm his own son?"
"Sigh, my old man isn't that kind. If I were to beg him, he'd definitely betray me for the greater good. By the way, did you transfer that money out?"
"What money?"
"Damn it! Fang Luo, you're not trying to play dead with me, are you? You said you wanted to transfer those eight hundred million overseas, is that settled yet? I've been helping you cover your tracks and run away for so long, if you still can't get that money sorted out, I'll beat you up when I get back!"
I stared at the computer for a long time before I realized that the 800 million yuan wasn't in Yang Zhe's hands at all, but in Fang Luo's!
No wonder Fang Luo kept his mouth shut. Of course, he couldn't expose Yang Zhe. Everyone thought that Yang Zhe had taken 800 million yuan and was desperately looking for him. He took advantage of this opportunity to actually transfer the money out.
What a cunning fellow!
"Fang Luo! Why aren't you saying anything? Are you trying to ditch me and take all the money for yourself?"
Hehe, Yang Zhe seems to be getting anxious.
Fang Luo's original reasons for fleeing home were nothing more than two: first, the most dangerous place is the safest, and no one would expect him to be staying at home; second, he was convinced that Old Master Fang would save him and wouldn't just stand by and watch him be arrested.
Qu Ling's appearance was completely unexpected by Fang Luo; she essentially ruined his plans. My appearance, however, was even more miraculous, like a celestial being descending from the heavens. I, Su Yuanyuan, will be the one to end Fang Luo's sinister scheme!
Ignoring the messages Yang Zhe kept sending, I closed MSN and logged off in a good mood.
Money is the root of all trouble. Fang Luo and Yang Zhe can work together for money, or they can turn against each other for money.
Brother Qu! It seems I couldn't come to Beijing this time! I really helped you! How can you possibly repay me?
Oh ho ho, I'm so sleepy. I'm going to take a nap first, and then I'll go to the basement to chat with Dean Qu this afternoon.
Author's Note: I'm updating during my breaks at work, sneaking around like a thief... Hehe.
The comments in the last chapter seemed to scare everyone. Well, actually, I only do a little bit of work, like throwing clothes in the washing machine, and making breakfast is just boiling water to make milk. We go back to our parents' house every day to eat and drink for free, so there's hardly any housework to do.
I admit, I was making excuses for myself yesterday, and I even caused the kids to develop a fear of marriage. I was wrong~~ I confess~~~ Actually, marriage is very happy!!! Really!!!
Don't believe me? Well, if you don't mind me being long-winded, let me give you an example.
Every day I take a shower first, and while he takes a shower, I throw my clothes into the washing machine, then snuggle into the warm bed and tell him to call me when I'm done so I can hang the clothes out to dry. He can clean the bathroom.
Someone happily finished showering and came to wake me, only to find me fast asleep, seemingly lost in some dreamland. Seeing how soundly I was sleeping, they couldn't bear to wake me, and quietly cleaned the bathroom (which was filled with my long hair; they were nearly driven mad trying to pick it up). Then they quietly hung up the clothes to dry. Finally, they quietly went back to sleep.
Day after day... Yesterday, someone came to me with a long face and pleaded, "Could you let me take a shower first, and you can clean up after me?"
Happiness in the Dark Night
Yang Zhe arrived even faster than expected.
I guess he just chatted with me online this morning, and then bought a plane ticket and headed to Beijing this afternoon, probably because he was afraid that Fang Luo had really embezzled the 800 million yuan.
When Yang Zhe sneaked in through the door, he found Fang Luo being hung in the living room and whipped with a stick by his father.
When Old Master Fang got tired of smoking and left Fang Luo alone in the living room to reflect on his actions, Yang Zhe sneaked into the living room, cursing all the way, to ask Fang Luo about the whereabouts of the eight hundred million.
When Fang Luo saw Yang Zhe, her eyes welled up with tears. She thought to herself, "Little Yang, I've suffered so much for our money!"
When Yang Zhe saw Fang Luo, his eyes flashed with anger. He thought to himself, "Little Fang, after all these years of friendship, you actually want to use me and then cheat on me?"
"Yang Zhe? Why are you back?" Fang Luo's eyes were filled with tears, her heart pounding. "The situation is still tense; it's too risky for you to come back!"
"Damn it! You just wanted to lie to me and stay out there so I could take the blame for you, didn't you?" Yang Zhe was a tall, burly man, and compared to him, Fang Luo, hanging in mid-air, was practically petite.
"Why would I lie to you?" Fang Luo was completely bewildered. "Didn't we agree to split up?"
"Pah! I'm asking you, where are those eight hundred million now? Did you transfer them to our accounts in Switzerland or not?"
"Sigh, you don't know! Everything was going smoothly until that kid from the Qu family came and dragged me out. My dad has been locking me up in the basement and torturing me for almost a month. How could I possibly have a chance to transfer money!"
Yang Zhe stood there for a moment, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Where is the money now? I'll go and get it!"
"You think you can transfer the money? Okay, stop messing around, let me down first! Let's escape together and then we can talk things over."
"No way, you tell me where the money is first. You've been cunning since you were little. If you find a chance to dump me, where am I supposed to go to complain to the authorities?"
"You!" Fang Luo was also a little annoyed. "Why don't you believe me at all?"
"I didn't ask you to pull out the money and show it to me right now. You just need to give me an account of what happened. Am I not easy to deal with? Unless you have something to hide!"
"Okay! I didn't intend to hide it from you anyway. The money was first laundered in Hong Kong several times, going through a lot of trouble and getting ripped off. Now the money is empty in my nephew's company's account. I've issued a promissory note, but it's been going out one end and not coming in the other. There's a two-month gap."
"What about the promissory note?" Yang Zhe pressed.
Fang Luo looked around and whispered, "Don't ask any more questions. I'm afraid the walls might be overhearing."