That night, when he returned home, Shang Pengjun asked Liu Quan to call Shang Min downstairs. In despair, he repeated to his face what the man named Yang had told him, word for word.
After hearing this, Shang Min's body softened and his face turned ashen. As if he heard a bolt from the blue, he took a few big steps back.
"How can this be?!"
Shang Min's voice was hoarse and heartbreaking, as if he had seen a ghost!
In his entire life, Shang Min had never been in such fear as at this moment. His whole body was shivering and his stomach was churning, as if he was witnessing the horror and seeing it in person.
If the man surnamed Yang asked his father to bring him back, it would be like a steel knife, pricking Shang Min's originally confident defense with holes in it.
"How is it possible...how is it possible...how is it possible..."
Shang Min seemed to have lost his soul, and kept retreating. His pupils dilated little by little, and his mind went blank.
It felt like suddenly, when I was most energetic, an iron hammer hit my chest hard, hitting my heart directly.
When the old butler Liu Quan saw this scene, he gasped and his face turned pale. He stretched out his hand and wanted to say something to comfort him, but found that he had no way to speak.
Judging from the reactions of the master and the young master, this matter has reached an irreversible point. As a servant, he can't help much other than being sad.
The old man Shang Pengjun sat there, looking tired and a little depressed. Surprisingly, he did not blame Shang Min.
If the reprimand at this moment is still useful, the old man would rather break the kid's legs, but will this change anything?
cannot!
The man surnamed Yang said clearly that he had ironclad evidence, and the look on Shang Min's face after hearing the news seemed to confirm this.
The brat had a tough attitude before, claiming that he had never done it. Even if he wanted to discuss it with him and find out the reason, the brat always acted like he was determined to die.
But now, Shang Min is clearly unable to quibble, or... the quibbles have become so pale.
Indeed, those words from his father directly shattered Shang Min's last fantasy. The words of Yang were like the final pronouncement of the ghost judge. No amount of struggle could change this fact.
After I attacked the server before, those "tools" were indeed thrown directly into the sewer.
But in Shang Min's opinion, although it was done in a hurry and there was no other way, it was also very logical.
You must not take the things home again. They are your last resort and you must dispose of them immediately. They are electronic equipment and were thrown into the sewers of a big city. Even if the police wanted to kill you, they would not be able to think of this.
For this reason, Shang Min was in a hurry and paid attention to the situation near the sewer to make sure there was no roadside surveillance.
That seems much safer than home, because this is a high-end residential area in the city, and there are many surveillance cameras nearby. If you are caught while handling those "tools", it will be a disastrous consequence.
Shang Min had read the criminal investigation textbook before and learned that the police now rely most on surveillance video to handle cases in bustling metropolises.
For this reason, before committing the crime, he carefully studied the company and the environment along the way, so although his move was a bit hasty at the time, there was nothing wrong with it.
As for the follow-up issues, there is no need to worry. The city is so big that the judicial authorities and the man named Yang cannot conduct a blanket search anyway. Besides, who would have thought that those tools have already sunk into the sewer.
This was a perfect operation. With the tools properly handled, there was nothing to worry about even if one was seriously suspected.
However, Shang Min never expected that such a flawless process would end up being grabbed by Yang's pigtails at the most critical part.
Why is this happening?
Shang Min, who was in panic, asked himself desperately, but he couldn't think of any flaw that could be exploited by the man named Yang. Is it really a coincidence? God would not let him go...
"Did you do that thing?" After an unknown amount of time, just when Shang Min was about to drive himself crazy, his father, Shang Pengjun, finally slowly opened his eyelids and asked in a hoarse voice.
That feeling of despair was completely revealed in his voice.
The old man had already asked the same question once before. That night Shang Min got furious and showed that he was furious because his father didn't trust him.
At that time, the old man really hoped in his heart that the brat was really angry, rather than covering it up because of guilt and fear. Although that idea seems ridiculous now, knowing that he knew everything about this brat, but he still had that kind of illusion.
, it’s really ridiculous.
Shang Min and the old housekeeper Liu Quan beside him also felt the old man's deep disappointment. The latter felt pity and no longer knew what to say.
"Yes...I..." Shang Min himself nodded through gritted teeth with a trembling voice.
At this moment, his face turned pale, and he felt as if the sky was about to fall. He originally entered the company and worked under the man named Yang, hoping to make some achievements and impress his father.
But now, the result is that nothing has been accomplished, and instead he has made a huge mistake. Maybe from now on, his father should give up on him completely. Maybe, there is no need for his father to give up, and he has no chance.
The man named Yang has the most fatal key evidence. Will he let him go?
After thinking about this, Shang Min's face turned a little whiter, without a trace of blood.
"Go back to your room. If you are willing to listen to a few words, don't go anywhere tonight, otherwise you won't come back again..." Surprisingly, old man Shang Pengjun still didn't scold him, but stood up slowly.
, I have to go back to the study.
There was a sumptuous dinner on the table. At this moment, both the father and son had no intention of using their chopsticks and could not eat any more.
"Father, do you have to obey that man named Yang?" Shang Min's body was trembling. His father was not angry. He became more and more frightened. He was not stupid either. He already understood something. He immediately gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and groaned: "I
I would rather go to jail than be coerced by Yang!"
Yang Di did not announce the truth within the board of directors, nor did he hand over the evidence to the police. In the eyes of the father and son, the intention of such actions was actually self-evident.
At this point in time, the only one who can still let that man surnamed Yang show his favor is the shares of Tianyuan Group held by the Shang family.
Maybe, this is what that guy has been thinking about all along.
But Shang Min was unwilling to give in, and felt as if he was holding a breath in his chest. If his father finally used the family's share rights to compromise, he would be unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life.
So, at this moment, Shang Min would rather ruin his life than let that beast get his wish!
Snapped!!!
However, the next moment he responded, the old man turned around angrily and slapped him without any hesitation.
The slap was very hard, leaving clear fingerprints on Shang Min's right cheek. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and his face was in burning pain.
But this slap seemed to wake up Shang Min severely, and he suddenly realized how stupid and childish his words just now were.
Not only was it impossible to get his father's understanding when he said those words that seemed to have such integrity, but he also became more and more disappointed.