In the reception room of the villa, Li Jin met He Shirong.
Li Jin had contact with He Shirong once before.
In my impression, He Shirong is the kind of middle-aged man who is very elegant and scholarly.
But at this moment, when Li Jin saw He Shirong, he almost thought he had recognized the wrong person.
Looking at He Shirong, who was hunched over, his hair messy due to neglect, and half white, Li Jin sighed softly.
"Mr. He, my condolences."
Li Jin knew very well that He Shirong already knew about He Zhicheng's death.
He Shirong grinned like he was crying, took out a cigarette, patted his pocket, but couldn't find a lighter for a long time.
With a snap, the lighter was pressed, and it was Li Jin who reached over to light a fire for He Shirong.
"Thanks."
After taking a long puff of cigarette, He Shirong choked twice and said to Li Jin.
"Mr. He came here today, what's the matter?"
If He Zhicheng is still here, then Li Jin and He Shirong are enemies rather than friends. But now that He Zhicheng is dead, the fact that He Shirong is here today shows that he has figured it out.
"Death is like a lamp going out." He Shirong sighed deeply, and his body became more stooped.
"I have already made plans. I still have a savings of more than one million yuan, which is enough for me to provide for myself in old age. I have been fighting for power and profit all my life, but it was all ruined by one son."
"Now my career is gone, and so is my son."
He Shirong looked up at Li Jin and said with a sad smile: "Do you think I'm pathetic?"
Li Jin responded silently.
He Shirong rubbed his face, exhaled, cheered up and said, "Actually, I shouldn't tell you this, but I really can't find anyone to talk to. I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter." Li Jin said.
"There is another purpose today, to give you some news."
"I went to see Zhicheng last night. He acted very panicked. He must have known that someone was going to attack him, so he told me everything."
"Now that he is indeed dead, there is no need for me to keep these secrets."
"My elder brother He Shiyao and Meng Yehe have joined forces. They are going to launch an all-round attack on all the properties owned by you and Su Dongsheng, and the first to bear the brunt are all the projects of your real estate company across the province."
He Shirong stared at Li Jin closely and said, "Don't doubt it, let alone be surprised. He and Meng Yehe definitely have the ability to do this."
"This is what you need to guard against."
"In addition, Zhicheng told me last night that during the stock market crash in Hong Kong, there was a traitor among the four wealthy families, and that traitor was the Li family!"
"Li Wanji teamed up with the wolves on Wall Street and tried to make a fortune by destroying the Hong Kong economy. However, you stopped them, but they did not give up and plotted to attack other wealthy families."
"But who it is, Zhicheng doesn't know. He only knows that Li Yaokang is currently personally in charge of this matter, and has been planning it for a long time."
He Shirong's words made Li Jin frown with a solemn expression.
After He Shirong finished speaking, he felt much more relaxed. He stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, I've finished what I should say, and now it's time to leave."
Li Jin raised his head and said: "No matter what, thank you for bringing me this news. I also have a question."
"I understand He Zhicheng's character. What on earth could force him to commit suicide in prison?"
He Shirong smiled when he heard this and said, "My son finally beat you once."