People in this world are powerful, controlling every industry, having every kind of manpower, and possessing astonishing power. They are truly not something these insignificant people can contend with.
"Second brother, stop talking. Let him go, we're leaving." Boss Zhu looked at the two men beside Mr. Xue. Seeing their disdainful expressions, he knew that not only would they be unable to take Zhang Liunian away, but in the future, they would also have to abandon any thoughts of revenge against Zhang Liunian.
Unless they no longer wanted to live and insisted on confronting Mr. Fu.
But the result of confronting him would be their absolute demise. Therefore, they could not seek revenge, at least not until Mr. Fu died. Otherwise, they would not be able to make a living in Hong Kong.
"Big brother..." Second Master Zhu shouted with extreme unwillingness. If they missed this opportunity, they would not have another chance to get their hands on Zhang Liunian.
How could Boss Zhu not understand this? Unfortunately, with Mr. Fu present, he could only sigh helplessly, "Let's go!"
With that, he led his men away first. Second Master Zhu, no matter how unwilling, could only release Zhang Liunian and follow his elder brother.
However, as he passed Zhang Liunian, his expression was extremely unpleasant.
Seeing this, Zhang Liunian stood up and gave him a smile, then quickly sent Uncle Yi and the others who were injured to the hospital before coming before Mr. Xue to thank him, "Thank you, Mr. Xue, for your intervention."
Mr. Xue reached out and took his hand, saying, "You don't need to thank me. Mr. Fu asked me to come. He said you are his grandson-in-law. Is that true?"
"I don't know about that," Zhang Liunian said with an awkward smile.
"Let's not waste any more time. Let's go. Mr. Fu wants to meet you."
Mr. Xue had come with a mission: to bring Zhang Liunian to meet Mr. Fu.
Zhang Liunian did not refuse and followed Mr. Xue all the way to the Fu family's old mansion.
"Mr. Fu, I've brought the person," Mr. Xue said in the opulent living room to an old man who was examining an oil painting.
When Zhang Liunian saw the white-haired old man, he slowly turned around. As he saw the man's face clearly, his expression changed.
Was this not the former legend of Hong Kong – Fu Na? It was said that he started as a small beggar, and then somehow fled to Hong Kong. Starting as a subordinate, his life skyrocketed as if he had cheats. In just a few decades, he became the unshakable financial magnate of Hong Kong, with industries covering all sectors. Anything visible in Hong Kong had his presence.
However, he remembered that the man was supposed to die of illness next year, and then a young man named Tang Qilin took over all his assets, becoming the top financial magnate of Hong Kong and also its righteous protector.
In his past life, he had never met Fu Na, but he had the fortune to glimpse his successor, Tang Qilin, from afar.
Unfortunately, information obtained through certain channels told him that the man was not a good person.
This was because he was passionate about illicit activities, such as running casinos, engaging in perverted murder games, and participating in human trafficking and organ trading.
His actions were in direct opposition to Mr. Fu Na's dying words.
"Benefit our compatriots and make our country better."
This was the last sentence Mr. Fu Na uttered before his death. Unfortunately, Tang Qilin turned a deaf ear and even went further than others.
At that time, they joked that if they were Tang Qilin, they would never do such things. Because the wealth inherited from Mr. Fu Na would be enough for them to live ten lifetimes even if they spent it all on food and drink every day.
There was absolutely no need to do these harmful things and tarnish their reputation.
Now Zhang Liunian realized that he seemed to have a chance to seize Tang Qilin's opportunity, because Uncle Yi had said that he was also one of the candidates.
It was just that he had refused.
"You are Zhang Liunian?" Mr. Fu looked at Zhang Liunian's face and, for some reason, felt a sense of familiarity. Perhaps it was because he knew the man was his grandson-in-law.
"Greetings, Mr. Fu. I am Zhang Liunian. Thank you for saving me for the second time. I have no way to repay you, but if there is anything you need me for, you can ask," Zhang Liunian replied respectfully and thanked him for saving him twice.
Mr. Fu's interest was piqued. "Little Yi should have told you about me. You should know that you are also a candidate. If I say I want you to be a candidate, will you still refuse?"
"..."
Zhang Liunian really hadn't expected him to say that and blurted out, "Why must I be involved? Doesn't my absence affect your plan?"
Zhang Liunian didn't think he was particularly outstanding in any way, and his participation or lack thereof made no difference. Mr. Fu had no reason to do this.
Seeing that Zhang Liunian showed no emotion other than surprise when he heard that he wanted him to be a candidate, Mr. Fu was secretly pleased. He was right; this Zhang Liunian truly looked down on his wealth, which surpassed the other eleven candidates.
He would test him again.
"You are right. I have twelve candidates, but as far as I know, in terms of temperament, values, ability, and crisis management... these factors combined, you are already a front-runner. That is to say, barring any accidents, you might inherit all my assets."
Mr. Fu kept his eyes fixed on Zhang Liunian as he said this, intending to see his surprise. Instead, he saw Zhang Liunian's lips twitch as he declared domineeringly, "I don't need to rely on inheritance for these things. I can achieve them myself within ten years."
"..." Mr. Fu was momentarily speechless. This was the first time he had heard someone so boastful. However, looking at Zhang Liunian's confident demeanor, he had to ponder why the man had the audacity to say such a thing.
Did he truly understand the extent of his fortune?
"Oh, are you sure you can earn hundreds of billions in ten years? Do you know how long it took me to reach this point?" Mr. Fu thought about how he had spent his entire life climbing to his current position, yet Zhang Liunian claimed he could achieve it in ten years. This man seemed a bit arrogant!
"I don't know, but ten years is enough for me. I have absolutely no need to think about your assets." Zhang Liunian firmly expressed his stance: he didn't want his money.
Mr. Fu was amused. This was the first time he had met someone like this and truly didn't know if he was faking it or not.
"Can you tell me in detail how you plan to earn hundreds of billions in ten years?" Mr. Fu became interested, sat down by the sofa, and waited for Zhang Liunian to expound on his plan.
Zhang Liunian sat opposite him and began to lay out his ideas.
After about five hours, Mr. Fu couldn't help but want to applaud.
Because Zhang Liunian's explanation was too brilliant, and according to his own thoughts, it was truly possible to reach his current height.
It seemed he had underestimated Zhang Liunian. He indeed had plans and ideas, and if he dared to act, he might actually succeed.
But it was truly impressive that Zhang Liunian, though young, could think of so many ways to make money.
"How did you think of everything so comprehensively? Building factories, marketing, wholesale, commercial streets, construction... How many money-making avenues are packed into your brain?"
And all of them were legitimate paths, not a single crooked one.
Mr. Fu suddenly realized that this man was the successor he had been looking for!
He had sound values, ideas, ability, and courage. He was truly a tailor-made successor for him.
If such a person didn't inherit his legacy, who else could?
"I just think about things when I have nothing else to do," Zhang Liunian replied with a smile.
"The fact that you can come up with so many ideas proves you are a business talent. Coupled with your boldness and execution, I believe you can truly reach my height." Mr. Fu's words were the highest praise.
Zhang Liunian felt a little embarrassed and could only smile without speaking.
"I have made many wrong choices in the past and received much retribution. Therefore, I want to do good deeds after my death. My heir must also prioritize helping compatriots and serving the country. I believe you are very suitable."
"..."
Here we go again. Didn't he say he didn't want it? Zhang Liunian thought to himself.
"You are a good comrade with ideas, and you don't want my wealth. But I believe your desire to help compatriots will be the same as mine."
"..." Zhang Liunian was speechless. In his past life, after becoming wealthy, he had done many good deeds, seeking only the idea of taking from the people and using it for the people. Moreover, as a lone person, he didn't need much money, so he had indeed done many good deeds.
"You are indeed the most outstanding and admired person among the twelve. At the banquet next week, I will publicly announce your succession.
When I am gone, I will not interfere with how you handle my assets. It will be entirely up to you, whether you give it to the country or do anything beneficial to the nation and its people, anything is fine. What do you say?"
Mr. Fu had anticipated that Zhang Liunian would make the same choice as him, which was why he was entrusting the opportunity to Zhang Liunian.
Now, how could Zhang Liunian refuse? He did not want this money, but he did not want Tang Qilin to have it.
Besides, with this money, national scientific research could truly develop better, which would also be a contribution to the country.
"If you truly entrust it to me, I will turn it all over to the country for scientific research. Are you sure you want to choose this way?" Zhang Liunian asked tentatively.
"What is given to you is yours," Mr. Fu paused, then laughed.
It seemed his judgment was correct; Zhang Liunian was indeed a trustworthy person.
Thus, the two reached a consensus.
A week later, Mr. Fu announced to all the prominent figures in Hong Kong that Zhang Liunian was his successor. His fortune would be entirely for Zhang Liunian's use upon his death.
In just one day, Zhang Liunian's name spread throughout Hong Kong. Everyone knew that Zhang Liunian would be the second financial magnate of Hong Kong, an existence that they could not offend or touch.
Those who had offended Zhang Liunian all chose to flee Hong Kong that day upon hearing the news.
By the time Zhang Liunian remembered to deal with them, they had all vanished.
However, because he had become Mr. Fu's successor, the examination he wanted to conduct for Hua Bao was quickly implemented and yielded results.
"Great, Hua Bao and Tang Shi Tong are not father and daughter." Zhang Liunian rushed out of the study after reading the report, lifting his wife, who was sitting in the courtyard, and spinning her around.
Jiang Qingqing was also very happy to hear this, and the heavy stone in her heart was finally lifted. Now no one could snatch their daughter away.
"Daddy, I want to fly too!"
Hua Bao, dressed like a doll and holding Mr. Fu's hand, saw her parents spinning around and shouted, running towards them.
Hearing this, Zhang Liunian gently released his wife and, with a beaming smile, opened his arms, waiting for his precious daughter to embrace him.
Beside them, Jiang Qingqing looked at her husband and daughter embracing each other with immense happiness in her eyes.
The End