After Lawyer Tong and Ajie separated, they contacted Qian Qishan's wife by phone in the car.

"Hey, Sister Ying, yes, yes, I am Lawyer Tong! Well, that's right. I met with the people from the immigration consulting company today and also told you about your demands, but the company has regulations and needs to follow the process. Therefore, since we are legally inheriting, we must show up! The conditions you proposed to leave first and then handle are probably not feasible." Lawyer Tong took the phone and went straight to the topic.

"...We spend money! Why can't it?" Qian Qishan's wife asked excitedly.

"Sister Ying, what you want to do is expensive. It is not as simple as you go to the vegetable market to spend money on vegetables... Many procedures cannot be handled by the company, and each link is very weak. If you make a mistake a little, then all your efforts will be wasted. Let me say something ugly. Brother Qian is gone now, and it is hard to say what the situation in China is. You just drag it on. If something happens, you can't even leave. What should you do then?" Lawyer Tong asked softly.

"...What if people from Northeast China come here? They even killed old money, how can we deal with our orphans and widows?" Qian Qishan's wife was silent for a while and asked with great concern.

"If you are afraid, you should go through the procedures sooner!" Lawyer Tong replied in silence: "The risk of doing this for you is not lower than that of yourself, what do you think?"

"Then I'll discuss with my son..."

"I'll wait for your news as soon as possible."

After saying that, the two ended the call.

...

In a temporary rental high-end apartment in Suzhou.

"...The immigration company gave a letter and asked us to go to H. What do you think?" Sister Ying entered her son's room, sat on the sofa and was silent for a long time, and asked with extreme exhaustion.

"Oh, you can just make the decision on these messy things, don't ask me." Qian Qishan's son sat next to a computer worth at least 60,000 to 70,000 yuan, shouting with an exaggerated headset on his head: "Is it okay to flash? Come on, walk the bottom lane for a wave of groups and catch Ruiwen first..."

"Can you stop playing?" Sister Ying asked with red eyes.

"Don't I say it anymore? Just make a decision. What should I do?" The strong young man, who is nearly twenty, is still staring at the computer, holding the mouse excitedly.

"Bang!"

Sister Ying suddenly stood up, reached out and grabbed the headset on her son's head, slammed it on the table, and yelled completely: "Your dad is gone!!! Can you grow up? Ah?"

The son was dyed with white hair and looked at his mother with a blank look and said nothing.

"…!" Sister Ying looked at her son for a long time, then pointed at him and said, "I really spoiled you... spoiled you!"

After saying that, Sister Ying turned around and walked out of the bedroom, then sat in the living room, hesitated and struggling for a long time before slowly picking up her phone and preparing to give Lawyer Tong one.

...

Hilton Shanghai, in a luxurious room for a double person.

"Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang, and Ajie opened the door while untiing the tie around his neck.

"Swish!"

A girl with a model figure and a face on the outside of Haitian Shengyan, before she could come in, she pouted her little mouth chewing gum and hit Ajie's lips.

"Click!"

Ajie kicked the door with his feet, and then the two of them chewed along the wall, and finally fell on the bed with a loud bang.

"...Is it delicious?" the girl lay on Ajie and asked with a smile on her chewing gum in his mouth.

"If I don't fuck you alive, you really don't know... How many big prizes did you win with this silver gun..." Ajie spitted out a mouthful of gum, reached out and pulled off the girl's high heels, then held her feet and frowned as soon as he made some moves.

"Is it swollen?"

"Why is the smell of aged vinegar?"

“…I’m shopping!”

"Wash it, my fucking nose is not ventilated, and you will cure it!" Ajie replied irritably.

"...You have a lot of things to do! Brother, will you sprinkle some cumin?" The girl took off her coat, wore a suspender, and walked towards the bathroom while combing her hair.

"This smell is transparent." Ajie wiped his nose, then lay on the bed and was about to smoke a cigarette.

"Dingling!"

At this time, the phone rings.

"Hey, hello?" Ajie glanced at the caller ID and then picked it up.

"Are you the owner of a 708 car?!" asked the person on the other end of the phone.

"Ah! What's wrong?"

"Hey, buddy, I'm sorry to raise my head! When I reversed, I touched your car and the headlight was broken. The security guard was here. Look, please go downstairs and let's go privately?" The person on the other end of the phone said politely.

"...Damn, my car is so tilted, can you still bump into it?! Are you a driver's license in the blind school?" Ajie replied irritably.

"Sorry, I'm anxious." The other party was still very polite.

"Wait." Ajie threw down his words, then took the phone and walked out to the bathroom, shouting: "I'll go out and hang up! You can also wash your feet well..."

"Get out, hate it!" the girl cursed shyly.

...

Five minutes later, the elevator in the hotel underground parking lot tinkled, and then Ajie walked out humming a small song.

Located in area b, a black Hyundai Rope 8 was parked in front of Ajie's car, with double flashing and headlights on.

...

On the other end, on the street near the Hilton Hotel.

The Odyssey was stagnant, and Liu Xiaojun in the car searched Ajie's prestige through his mobile phone number, then glanced at Ajie's Moments just posted and said, "It's this Hilton!"

"Get in?" asked the soldier of the third generation of the Lin family.

"Get in! This is Shanghai, brother! If you go in and make trouble, can you still go out?" Fan Yong replied speechlessly: "Wait, wait for him to come out!"

"I just found out on Baidu. There are two exits in this parking lot. He drove a Mercedes-Benz C350, and the middle section of the license plate number is 708!" Geng Hao added.

"...Sanbao and Fan Yong went to another entrance. Don't be surprised when they see the car. Take a taxi first. If there is no car, call me." Liu Xiaojun quickly added.

"Okay!" Fan Yong nodded quickly, then shouted to Sanbao and said, "Where are you fucking your crotch? Hurry up!"

"Wait for me, I'll get some paper! I... have a bad stomach." Sanbao covered his buttocks with one hand and took out half a box of napkins from the buckle with the other hand.

"I told you that eating duck neck spicy p-eyes is easy to get thinner, and you have to be owed!" Fan Yong cursed irritably.

"...Brother, I'm a robot?! I can't do it, but I'm not good enough. How many kilometers do I have to go to the toilet three times? What else do you want?" asked Zhang Fei, the Sanbao Ma.
Chapter completed!