Wen Mengran followed Yuan Ming's words and asked, "Has she ever worked in her own factory?"
"I have done it before, but she kept clamoring for money and salary every day. Later, she annoyed my brother and I stopped working."
"So, your brother's family's money is all under your brother's control?"
"Of course, what family is not headed by a man? Besides, she has been clamoring for a divorce all day long. For the sake of her two children, we can't ask her to take care of the money."
"Then she doesn't get paid for her work. Will your brother give her the money she needs at home?"
"She's an old lady, she just spends all the money she has, so why give her the money? But this is also the couple's business, and we can't control it. As long as she doesn't do it all day long, how can she do these things? She just doesn't want to live peacefully.
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"I heard that your brother's factory is going to be demolished. Do you know how much the demolition fee will be?"
After hearing Wen Mengran's words, Yuan Song's expression changed obviously, and he waved his hand and said: "Hey, you can't say that, this factory was run by the four brothers of us, it does not belong to Yuan Qiang alone.
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"There is another situation. In the company registration of that factory, you four brothers are all shareholders?" Wen Mengran asked with a look of surprise.
"That's not true, but we made an agreement privately. All four brothers took their fingerprints and the parents at home were witnesses."
"Is this agreement still there? Can you show it to us?"
Yuan Song thought for a moment before nodding: "Okay, just wait, I'll get it for you when I get home."
As Yuan Song walked away, Wen Mengran smiled and said to Yuan Song, "Uncle Yuan, you can say something."
"I'll just tell you that such a woman should be sentenced to death." Yuan Song moved his hands to his chest, looking awe-inspiring and righteous.
"Uncle Yuan, we are not a judge. The current legal regulations are that if your brother has domestic violence against your sister-in-law for a long time, the judge will definitely take it into consideration when sentencing." Wen Mengran started to light up.
"A bitch works all day long. Two hits are enough. What's wrong with a few more hits? She dares to kill people? So which one is more serious, beating or killing?" Yuan Song really fell into the trap.
, and quickly knocked himself out.
Wen Mengran chuckled and said: "Whether beating or killing is wrong, you must be punished by the law. Your sister-in-law killed someone and was arrested. Then has your brother been punished before?"
Having already gotten what he wanted, Wen Mengran didn't bother to talk to Yuan Song anymore. He took a few steps to the side and approached the woman Lu Beicen had noticed before and said, "Auntie, what is your relationship with Yuan Qiang?"
"I'm his second sister-in-law. Don't ask me, I don't know anything." The woman waved her hands.
"Don't you know that the four brothers jointly opened that factory?" Wen Mengran began to break the topic.
The woman was obviously stunned before she nodded and said: "I've heard a little bit about that. It's true that the three brothers felt that it was not a problem for the third brother to be away from home all the time and to be separated from his wife and children, so he helped their family build the factory.
Get up."
"Then why didn't you register together when you were registering for industry and commerce?"
"Then I don't know. I only heard that there is an agreement."
"Then did your family ever share the money?"
At this time, a male voice intervened: "I didn't make much money in the first two years. It was just enough to support his family. We all have jobs, how can we rob their family of money to survive?"
Wen Mengran moved the microphone towards the man: "Are you Yuan Qiang's second brother? What is your name?"
"My name is Yuan Wei."
"Before he opened this factory, had he opened a slag factory in other places?"
"Yes, that factory was established because of our relationship."
"Then the money he spent to open that factory was also raised by you? How much money did you raise?"
"That, no, is the transfer fee for the store he first opened at the train station. If he doesn't have a penny, even if we have some connections, we can't set him up. Don't you think that's the truth?"
"Uncle Yuan is right, then he made money by running that factory, right? He can't do anything he wants, and you can't help him open a bigger factory, right?"
"Then you must have made money. You sold that factory and opened this factory. How can you afford to open it if you don't make money?"
"The store at the train station was transferred because Yuan Li wanted a divorce after she was beaten by your brother?"
"I have never seen Yuan Li being beaten by my brother, but I have always seen her scolding others. My daughter often gets scolded by her until she cries."
Next to her, Yuan Qiang's second sister-in-law said weakly: "The beating was real. With so many people watching, how could it be fake?"
"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yuan Wei shouted.
"What nonsense am I talking about? You Yuan family men all like to do things with you. Who doesn't know about this in the Yuan family collection?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up right now. You ladies don't know what to say."
"That's what their old man said. The mother-in-law won't obey me if she doesn't fight. Come here, if you dare to touch my finger, don't forget that there is no grass growing on your Yuan Qiang's grave! I also have a son.
I'm afraid of you, huh!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Yuan Ming came back. Possibly because he was walking in a hurry, he was sweating profusely. He spread out the letter paper with white background and red stripes in his hand. The content on it was probably about the factory jointly run by the four brothers.
Yuan Qiang was responsible for the management, and the ownership and profits were equally divided among the four brothers. They also signed and pressed four red fingerprints. The witnesses below were Yuan Qiang's parents, who also pressed fingerprints.
After taking a picture of the agreement, several people around him said a few more harmless words. The light was obviously not good anymore. Wen Mengran signaled Xue Feng to stop working and chatted a few more words with the brothers and relatives of the Yuan family.
After getting in the car, I asked Master Du to drive the car out of Yuanjiaji.
After the car got on the national highway and walked for a while, Wen Mengran breathed a sigh of relief and asked Xue Feng, "Have you recorded everything?"
Xue Feng obviously just relaxed: "It's all recorded."
Wen Mengran shook his head and said, "Hey, he's just like a deserter."
Lu Beicen looked at the expressions of the two people and said, "Are you worried that the Yuan brothers will do something drastic if they come back to their old ways?"
Wen Mengran smiled and said: "Then who can say for sure? Someone like their fourth son could smash the machine and destroy the belt."
Xue Feng looked frightened: "I feel like I ran out of a wolf's den. Should we go to the Public Security Bureau now?"
Wen Mengran waved his hand and said: "Let's go have a good meal tonight, Master Du, and drive to the center of Xiangcheng City. I have booked a hotel in Xiangcheng."
"What, are you planning to treat us?" Xue Feng said with a smile.
"Anyway, we have a treat, Xiaolu, right?"
Lu Beicen thought about his empty suitcase. He was sweating all day and didn't even have a change of clothes. He nodded quickly and said, "Yeah, I'll treat you. I opened my eyes today and I learned a lot."
Xue Feng laughed and said: "Is this an eye-opener? When we were filming waste oil, tsk tsk, you didn't catch up. That's what we really call running from the wolf's den. I feel like if I don't leave, everyone in the market will be