"It's surprising, isn't it?" Tang Yuchen curled his lips and smiled, sitting down on the sofa, with his legs resting leisurely on the coffee table.
It was obviously a very inelegant gesture, but it seemed so natural when he did it.
An Mingqi hurriedly stood up and came over, smiling flatteringly: "Why did Mr. Tang think of coming to my place? You should have informed me in advance so that I could greet you in person. If there is any negligence, I hope you will forgive me."
Tang Yuchen still had the document bag in his hand on the table, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at him with a look of disdain: "There's no need to flatter me, let's take a look at what's inside."
An Mingqi's expression froze slightly. He was much older than Tang Yuchen, but he was always humiliated in front of him, and there was no room for his old face.
He picked up the documents on the table and looked through the contents. His whole body seemed to have been severely hit, and his face was pale.
Tang Yuchen leisurely admired his appearance, and raised his thin lips: "Do you think I really have no evidence in my hand? An Mingqi, let me tell you, An Ruo is not from your An family now, she is from the Tang family. You just want to fight
A dog also depends on its owner. What's more, she is still my wife. I just let it go for the time being, but you think I am a paper tiger, yet you dare not take me seriously and act arrogantly in front of me. Believe it or not, I
It will kill you at any time!"
The last sentence was extremely sharp and had a hint of murderous intent.
"Mr. Tang..." An Mingqi was trembling all over, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down in front of him.
Tang Yuchen stood up, straightened his clothes lightly, and coldly snorted: "Prepare the materials as soon as possible. Don't be slow when I ask you to hand over Anshi."
An Mingqi's expression suddenly turned ashen.
Falling from heaven to hell is probably the feeling that life is worse than death.
Tang Yuchen curled his lips with satisfaction and walked towards the door.
An Xin, who was eavesdropping outside, ducked and avoided a head-on collision with him.
After Tang Yuchen left, An Mingqi felt weak all over. His originally strong body suddenly aged, and he lay limp on the ground like mud.
"Dad!" An An anxiously came over to help him up and let him sit on the sofa.
Taking the documents in his hand, she looked through them one by one. They were all testimonies of some government officials that An Mingqi bribed and some company elders.
And this is just a copy, the original is in Tang Yuchen's hands.
"Dad, does he really want us to hand over An?" An Xin asked tremblingly.
An Mingqi closed his eyes in pain and remained silent.
"Dad, we must not hand over An's family!"
If you hand it over, they will have nothing.
The family is used to living a wealthy life, so if they become poor, it is better to kill them.
"You think I do, but what can we do to fight Tang Yuchen?"
A flash of light flashed in An Xin's eyes, and she curled her lips and said with a smile: "I have a way, not only can I keep An's family, but I can also get more."
An Mingqi opened his eyes and asked happily: "What can I do?"
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An Ruo just left the coffee shop and before she returned to the villa, she received a call from An Xin.
She didn't want to answer, so An Xin called over and over again.
She had no choice but to answer the call but said nothing.
An Xin did not complain that she ignored her, but said in a gentle tone: "An Ruo, I want to meet you, is it okay?"
"What's the matter?"
"It's about uncle's shares. There are some things I want to tell you in person. Let's meet tomorrow."
