"All gone." Lin Guoqun lowered his head, like a student who had done something wrong.
Lin Qianqian remembered that Yan Mubei said that her parents loved gambling and... taking drugs, and she couldn't help but think about that.
She asked with a bad look on her face: "Where did the money go?"
That's 60 million yuan, not 6,000 yuan or 60,000 yuan.
No matter how much you gamble or smoke, you can’t run out of money in half a month.
Wan Lizhu frowned. She had always favored boys over girls. Especially after Mr. Lin gave the shoe factory to Lin Qianqian, she felt that her daughter was particularly annoying.
The Lin family doesn’t have a son, so how can they give the shoe factory to their daughter?
When my daughter gets married in the future, won’t she bring the factory with her?
The Lin family lost a large amount of income.
Even though the shoe factory's operations have been declining in the past ten years, its income is not as good as before, and it has even suffered huge losses in the past two or three years, but...but it is still a factory.
She didn't have the slightest bit of timidity toward her daughter, and she was a bit disgusted with her. When pressed, she replied in an unkind tone: "It's all spent, it's all spent."
In contrast, Lin Qianqian was a little afraid of her mother. She didn't know why her mother disliked her so much.
It seems that from the beginning of her memory, she only had her younger brother in her eyes.
"Mom, that's 60 million. That's what I used to save the shoe factory. Didn't I agree that it would be credited to the shoe factory?"
"Lin Qianqian, what happened at that time was that your mother and I happened to be traveling abroad, and we couldn't wait to transfer the money into the shoe factory's account." Lin Guoqun came out to explain, wiping his sweat as he spoke: "Then, when we went abroad
…I met a thief and was robbed.”
Lin Qianqian is not a child, especially what Yan Mubei said is vivid in her mind.
Then she saw her father wiping his sweat and looking guilty, and she knew he was lying.
Lin Qianqian felt particularly sad that they actually took the shoe factory's money to gamble and then refused to admit their fault after gambling all the money.
What was robbed?
It was obviously a gamble.
"How did you steal it? Did you call the police?" Lin Qianqian crossed her arms and asked while suppressing her temper.
Lin Guoqun was stunned, probably not expecting his daughter to ask such a question, so he turned to look at his wife.
Wan Lizhu frowned, glared at Lin Guoqun, then pushed him away, and stepped forward to face her daughter's question: "I didn't call the police."
Faced with her mother's desperate gaze, Lin Qianqian must retreat timidly and stop asking questions in the future.
But it was the shoe factory left to her by her grandfather, and she and her elite team spent several nights working on the plan.
Now we just have to wait for the funds to be in place before we can implement it, but it has failed at the most critical place.
Money, she must get the money back.
Even if there are only ten million or one million left, that's fine.
This is her only remaining capital.
"You didn't call the police? How could you do that? Sixty million yuan was robbed. How could you not call the police?" Lin Qianqian looked at her mother, bravely speaking out for the first time. After speaking, she took out her mobile phone: "Where was it robbed?"
?What do the robbers look like? How many are there? What clothes are they wearing? Are they male or female?"
Her series of questions left her parents speechless.
"Can't you remember? It doesn't matter. When the police uncle asks you at the police station, you will naturally remember everything."
Go to the police station?
The Lins turned pale with fright, and Wan Lizhu snatched her cell phone away: "Don't call the police."
Lin Qianqian pretended to grab it: "Why didn't you call the police?"
"You are not allowed to call the police anyway."
"That was my money, and now it's gone. Don't I even have the right to call the police?"